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Life is a gift not a given right so make the most of life and never look back but never forget. Tomorrow isn’t promised and most of seem to think it is and some of us take life and the simple things in it for granted. The story I’m about to tell you is kind of sad but it’s something that has happened in my life and I’m moved past it but it still haunts me to this day.
I was seven years old when my younger sister out of the five siblings I have was adopted into a different family and I was told I’d never see her again til the day I turned 18 and if I wrote her letters she’d read them when she was 18.I’m adopted by my great grandparents because my dad walked out of my life and heck I don’t even know who he is and my mom well all six kids she had including me she never wanted so she walked out on all of us so we all went somewhere whether it was with our great grandparents or living in foster care or living with our grandparents. My brother went on to live with my grandparents and my sister well she went to live in foster homes and me well I was too young and ended up living with my great grandparents and being adopted I was the fortunate sibling and my two other siblings that were younger than the third youngest went on to live with my mother who later gave them up for adoption because she didn’t want any kids. My siblings from oldest to youngest are: Joe,Shelby,Macey,Kacey,Arianna My life has been rough, I’ve been through hell and back, and growing up I wasn’t close to my grandparents because I felt they favored the other grandchildren so me and my grandma never got along.
The day my little sister Kacey was adopted out was the day I made the biggest mistake of my life. My grandma and I argued about the dumbest stuff ever and when my grandma stood up in court and blamed my great grandparents for being alcoholics and not being able to care for another kid was the day that made me mad, I thought I was going to have my little sister live with me and my great

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