Monday, December 2, 2013

No Love Found

I hated living in a foster home. I lived with kids who were rude and mean, and who bullied each other. A foster mom who indeed cared for her foster children, but did not have enough love to go around. I was lost and hurt, and I just wanted my parents back. I needed to be loved; I lost the only love I had ever gotten and was not able to find any love back. I was so angry that as soon as our lives were together and we were enjoying how we lived, it was all stripped away from us. I had no idea where my parents were, and had not spoken to them for weeks. I asked my foster mother if she could just send me to Colombia to be with family members or with my parents (if that is where they were), but she assured me that there was no way on earth that that would be happening. Why does the immigration and government do this? Don't they have families as well? Why do they think it is okay to strip children of their parents and just throw them into foster homes? My life had changed so dramatically, I had no clue where my life was going, and it was all because the US immigration thought it was okay to split me and my family up.

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