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Personal Narrative: Mauro Jose Briceño Lezama
Even though I removed all the charges against to Mauro Jose Briceño Lezama, The court ordered Mauro to move out from the apartment that we share together and I stood on the apartment.
I tried to go on with my life. I wanted to leave everything that happened behind me. I did not desire to have any contact with Mauro Jose Briceño Lezama . He scared me to death; and the physical and mental abuse he summited me was terrible. I was struggling with my feelings. I love him but I fear him at the same time. I desperately needed it to forget. I kept studying English and fortunately for the good performance Zoni Language Center offered me a job (fifteen hours a week, in compliance with the terms of student visa) as the Italian Representative Service because I am …show more content…
I was so happy. Mauro Jose Briceño Lezama was behaving so much better. He stopped consuming liquor and things between us were better than ever.
My family came to visit from Venezuela for mine birthday on September 14th, 2012. We celebrated my birthday on Hoboken with Mauro.
Mauro Jose Briceño Lezama continued been supportive when hurricane Sandy affected Hoboken. It was the best time of my life. I had it all. A perfect relationship and school.
On January 30th, 2013 Mauro proposed. Wow! I could not believe it. We were so in love. We did not wait and got marry on April 26th, 2013. It was a family gathering. (My father Henry R Salgado V. and Audrey Del C. Dorta my sister Genesis R. Salgado Dorta )and Mauro’s family ( Mauro Briceno his dad , Francelina Lezama his mom, Javier Briceno his brother, Susan Polanco his sister in law, Josmar Briceno his sister, Marcello Herrera his nephew, Sebyl Lezama his aunt , Sebyl Barris his cousin, Gladys Becerra his family friend , Katty Lopez his friend, and many others) We celebrated the reception at the Amadas Restaurant located on Washington Avenue in Hoboken, New
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