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Benita
I was given up through social services. July 1985. My birth mother was young. She could’ve been 14 or 15 years old at the time. She loved to sing and dance and I imagine to be beautiful. My paper work says Prince George’s Hospital place of birth, but who knows. Social worker I believe brought me home. I can’t remember. I think her name was Donna C. You are very important to me.