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Adoption is a difficult thing to understand for some people. If a child is adopted from a really early age, then the child is not aware, but if a child is adopted say during the first 10 years of their life, it affects them in either a good way or a bad way. It's hard to tell which it is going to be.
I always knew that I was adopted but it was never a problem. I often thought about it and would think where I would be if I hadn't been taken in. I would go to bed and think that if I hadn't been adopted I wouldn't be sleeping in a bed; I would still be sleeping on the floor of my mum's house in Middlesbrough.
From the age of 3, it began to sink in that my life wasn't the life I wanted to live. I spent my time at some school, at home or keeping out of her way. I hated her. She made my life and my brothers and sisters lives hell. She loved us; we loved her but at the same time we hated her. She was still our mum therefore it was as though it was compulsory to love her because she brought us into the world.
At the age of 5, my brother and I were fostered by a family in Sunnydale, Cleveland. This life was no better than the first. We had to ask permission to get out of bed in the morning, we weren't fed properly and we were basically treated as though we didn't matter.
At the age of 6 and a half, my brother and I were adopted by a family in Co. Durham. The day we got adopted was the first day of the rest of my life. As much as that sounds like a cliché, it's the truth.
During the past 10 years, I have gone through ups and downs just as every other child, except my ups and downs were caused by two former lives.
I have been adopted now for 10 years and up until Saturday, June 19th, 2004 I knew who I was, where I was and what I wanted in life.
But, that day, I was filling out my passport and it asked where I was born. I don't know where I was born for sure. I was told Middlesbrough but she could have lied. I haven't seen my birth certificate so I don't know for sure. The form also asked me for my mother’s details and I dint know which mum they wanted, birth or adoptive mother. This killed me inside and I didn't know what to think. I was so confused.
I didn't know who I was.
Advice for anyone who is adopted, talk to your adoptive parents about it and find out about your past, because otherwise, it will be a weight on your shoulders. You should realise that you are an individual and shouldn't let adoption get in the way of your new life.



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Kebby Thijesko Shampongo | Dec 4th, 2004
great sense of humour ,take humanity as a priority. peace keeby

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