Personal Narrative: How Crew Changed My Life
Around a year ago I was introduced to two little boys. They were brothers who had been put into foster care because of at home abuse. The oldest brother is Colt and the youngest is Crew. Colt has down syndrome and Crew was born with a life threatening tumor in his skull. They are cared for by their foster mother, Nikki. She worked a full time job and needed help taking care of them, so I volunteered to help. Little did I know that a simple babysitting job would change my life.
The first night I babysat the boys, I got into a tickle fight with Crew. The oldest boy, Colt, ran over to me. He covered my entire torso with his by laying on me. I could hear him saying no through his muffled sobs. I was shocked at his reaction to such a harmless tickle
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