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Personal Narrative: My Personal Experience Of Being Adopted From Haiti

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If being adopted from Haiti can be called an obstacle, then I have overcome that. I overcame leaving my birth parents behind. I overcame leaving all my friends behind. I am happy where I am now. I have loving parents and wonderful friends. I am a musically talented, engineer minded, futuristic, optimistic, kind, hard-working, individual. I know I can do anything I set my mind to. Right now, I have my mind set to going to college and having a great successful career.

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