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At the age of two I was placed in a foster care agency. I had no knowledge of my who my family was other then my younger brother. Growing up and being seperated from my parents build hatred in my heart. In the foster care home I was badly mistreated, underfeed and beaten. I don't speak of it much but this is the reason why I do not go by my first name, because of past foster family abuse.

Overtime I grew to be isolated from everyone and eventually when I got older I was inbtroduced to my biological family. Spending time with them I was able to overcome my isolation and be apart of something.

How this relates to the world is that anger only builds seperation and unity is key to a happy and forgiving life. If we face the past and be willing to forgive we can come togther as a whole in this divided world that we live in.