Personal Narrative: Child Domestic Slavery In Haiti

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When I turned the age of 12. My life started degraded. I moved from Haiti to reside in the United States. I found myself living with my father and stepmother, whom I had barely seen during the previous years. I, nonetheless, was full of glee at the thought od residing in the United States, with the idea of bettering myself and of being of help to my mother in Haiti. In addition, I thought I would receive emotional, financial and psychological support from my father and stepmother. Sadly, I received the opposite. I was not properly cared for. I did not receive adequate support. Ever since, I arrived in the United States. I never felt at home. Prior I came to reside in New York City. It had never come to my attention that I have gone through Restavek, “Is a form of child domestic slavery in Haiti that affects an estimated 300,000 …show more content…
I wasn 't allowed to go to any parties in my School, because I had to either babysat my little half siblings or stay home, doing nothing. Sometimes, when I feel bored at home. I normally mopped the floor, and started cleaning. In order to avoid the whipping and the insultments from my stepmother. Since, I wasn 't allowed to expressed my opinions. I started doing a dream board, and started writing whatever that had happened in the house. Ever since, my stepmother located the diary that I kept in my bag. She started being extreme violant, and started to laugh on me to my father, so that I can get whipped. She enjoyed watching me getting beat, that I can tell. One day she told my father that, I cursed her and that I refused to follow her instructions. Then, after, when my father came home, without asking me what had happened. He insulted me. For instance, he used to say, “Have your mother ever told you that I picked her from the garbage piles.” Imagine, that at that time, I was only 13 years old. I didn 't know anything about taking responsibilities of myself, and being

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