Personal Narrative: The Word American Dreams

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The word “American Dreams”, I love it! It sound so sweet. It hard to explain the word “American Dreams”,like I can just feel the freedom. When I lived in Burma my parents and relatives always talks about how nice and sweet the United States is. Also,they always says “America is the second heaven”, or they say”It a place where there is a lot of honey and it very sweet”,but when I arrived to United State it is true because we have the privileges to do things. One day,I realize it not really true because”I was walking down a street,I see people stealing and robbing people house,seeing people wearing fancy stuff,and people judging others” that time I realize how poor we are and how bad people can treated us, One night it was sunday morning it