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My room
This is the room I share with three other girls. I sleep on the top bunk. I've been at the school for three years. Before, I lived with my family near Ankara, but now my parents are divorced. My mother had to stop working to care for my elder brother. He is 17 and disabled, so he can't work or go to school. My father is in prison.
The teachers from my old school arranged for me to come here because my mom couldn't take care of both my brother and me at home.
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