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My mom gifted me car
Having my own car was a dream come true when I finally received it as a gift from my mom. Having that car meant freedom and independence on a whole new level after years of tagging along and using public transits.
My mom was giving me the keys with excitement in her eyes — could see it in every word encouragingly spoken. That was not the only symbol she gave me in the car itself, but also a symbol representing unwavering support and faith in my capabilities to take on more responsibilities.
A car really improved my quality of life lately. It’s not just convenient. It gives me more opportunities to travel around, socialize with friends, and better organize my schedule.