My autobiography

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My autobiography

My life’s experiences are quite short and sound weak against the people who travel the world and save peoples lives, but everyone’s different. And there must be a few quirky tales im sure I can share about my life.

I was born out of my mummy’s big tummy in the year of 1986. Looking back, a good year in my eyes.  The year of the Berlin wall coming to an end and if there was not enough television already, sky was launched.  My birth date is the October the tenth and in a hospital which unusually I do not know. Although on my birth certificate it states Glasgow hospital.

I was born in the early morning and that’s where my beautiful name originated. My name in Latin means light and the sun shun its rays down on me like a religious miracle when I was born. That didn’t really happen. I just made it up. But it does sound good though.

Apparently I never saw my dad while I was born which probably suited him best, because he would of probably fainted. He somehow caught chicken pox the day before, and the nurse threw him out.

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For some reason I cannot really remember my early years, as they were quite a while away. But I do remember living next to a farm with lots of funny animals, my favourite being the chickens. The chickens used to come into our garden and I used to follow them around nearly all day. They were so incredibly peculiar and deserved lots of attention.

Brothers are very mischievous and spiteful. They tease you and poke you, but there family so you’re supposed to forgive and love them. When I was thirteen months, the “little monster” was born. ...

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