I Was Adopted-Personal Narrative

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It was at the age of 5 that I was adopted. I had lived with my great aunt and uncle since I was 10 months old. They had taken care of me from an early age and decided that they wanted to take care of me for as long as they were alive. I always have the best memories when I look back into the past of the times growing up. My family that adopted me had always been there whenever I needed them.
When the day that I was adopted came I was very anxious. The car ride to the courthouse felt like it was an entire sun and moon cycle. We had finally arrived and met up with my grandparents. It was then we walked through the door and saw multiple police officers with metal detecting wands. Everyone had gotten through security and I thought to myself there

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