Vanessa Svaleson Biography

Hey my name is Vanessa I am 18 years old and I have had and still am having a hard life.

My life in the past

My life is not like everyone else’s it is very different and depressing. And it’s one of the stories that makes you cry and feel like you life is a wonderful thing.

It all began when my mother, Romania, was pregnant with me. Now, even though she was pregnant with she didn’t stop doing the things she did, like drugs, alcohol and sex. Well anyways when she was caring me she did everything and messed me up really bad. I went though withdraw, as a baby, and they didn’t think I was going to make is because I was not strong enough to fight it. And, my body was rejecting the medicine they were giving me. Finally, I was better but what they didn’t know it that I was very messed up after that, mentally.

It was about 2 years later that all this happened again, with my younger sister, Maria. After she was born I became a mother so at the age of 2, I had the responsibility of a parent. Something no KID should ever have to do at any age. So after becoming a mother I took care of Maria everyday and night I wouldn’t let anyone hurt her or go near her, I loved her to much I just would die if anything happened to her. Only I didn’t care what happened to me, I never did.

It was about half a year later when my mother left us for the millionth time and for the last time, with some guy she just messed with saying she had to go to work. And she never came back. After a few days for not hearing from her he called the police and told them what happen and the put my sister, and I in a foster home.

Now in a foster home my sister and I where treated like we were dirt. I was chained out side and was not feed so I was forced to eat paint. My sister on the other hand was able to eat and still ate paint because I was forced to. After so long there, the people of the adoption agency brought parents to adopt us. People came and left never looking back with regret. I grew up with the ladies son, who was very nice and nothing like his mother. I got his hand-me-downs and I grew older looking and acting like a boy. Finally one day out of the blue this family of 4 came looking for A child but found 2. Those kids were my sister and I.

The day…. The day Connie and Mike came was a happy but yet fearful day. I went up to Connie and gave her a hug and called her mommy. She was very shocked and happy, yet she was still sad about us being there, at that place. It was there and then that she decided that she was going to adopted us both because she knew she couldn’t separate us, we’re to close and I would let her leave my side. After all she was MY little dayday.

The day was near the say my sister and I were going to be adopted and our birth mom interfered last minute saying she wanted us and was willing to do any and everything to get us. only she wasn't. What should have been a month trial turned in to months.
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