On this day, more than two decades ago, a bouncing baby girl was born.
That was the year 1988.
The girl had always considered her birth date a special one, being 11.11.88.
Never did she imagine that she'd get to own a day to be envied by most.
While people are attending events which were planned for who knows how long ago; and kids, teens, and moms hold their breaths for a minute to utter a wish or two, I sit here, a smile plastered on my face, thankful for life, for another year to spend gloriously.
Today, 11.11.11, I celebrate my name day.
Today, I turn 23.
Today, I treat 1-2-3 as my lucky numbers.
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