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Personal Narrative: My Foster Home

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The foster home that I lived in had other foster kids and my foster parents Kathy and Mike also had children of their own as well. My foster parents children were so mean to me. I remember one time their middle child Kristi was brushing my hair and she was hurting me so I kept pulling forward. Kristi had gotten mad that I was doing that and she pulled my my hair and bit me really hard on my back. I had a bite mark that turned into a bruise the size of a softball. I was so unhappy living there. I had nobody who loved me around. My mother, aunt and uncle didn’t want me. I wasn’t able to see my father. I had no clue where my brother was. I was so alone in the world at such a young
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