I’m one of those mundane Newark students who wasn’t born in the greatest neighborhood or born with the happiest life. What makes me different from the rest is my story. I’m a seventeen-year-old young woman who never met the woman who gave birth to her or met her biological family because I was left in a car when I was a few days old. At the age of four I found out I was a foster child and I was going to get adopted at the age of five. For twelve years I lived with this wonderful family until something happen where I was removed from my family, and sent to a home with strangers who I grew to adore and they consider adopting me two years later. Growing up was very hard for me because I didn’t know who exactly who was until I realize later over
