All Nonfiction
- Bullying
- Books
- Academic
- Author Interviews
- Celebrity interviews
- College Articles
- College Essays
- Educator of the Year
- Heroes
- Interviews
- Memoir
- Personal Experience
- Sports
- Travel & Culture
All Opinions
- Bullying
- Current Events / Politics
- Discrimination
- Drugs / Alcohol / Smoking
- Entertainment / Celebrities
- Environment
- Love / Relationships
- Movies / Music / TV
- Pop Culture / Trends
- School / College
- Social Issues / Civics
- Spirituality / Religion
- Sports / Hobbies
All Hot Topics
- Bullying
- Community Service
- Environment
- Health
- Letters to the Editor
- Pride & Prejudice
- What Matters
- Back
Summer Guide
- Program Links
- Program Reviews
- Back
College Guide
- College Links
- College Reviews
- College Essays
- College Articles
- Back
The Struggles of a Foster Child
Many people take it upon themselves to judge foster kids because of where they come from. Some like me didn’t have the luxury of a stable home. The ones who can’t see the whole picture blame the child. They decide to judge the book without reading it; they will just read the outside. Instead of helping they make up stereotypes, because they fail to too see the whole picture. I once was embarrassed because of the struggles I faced. I allowed myself to be put down by others who didn’t even know me. At times I allowed myself to believe that my misfortunes were my fault. I thank God for my struggles because I soon learned “Without struggle there is no success. People don’t realize the only way you can help Foster kids is by showing them kindness, and love. Overtime I came to realize it’s not where you come from, but where you’re going, and I know I’m going places. People will assume the worst because of where you come from; you have to remind them it’s where you’re going.

Similar Articles
JOIN THE DISCUSSION
This article has 0 comments.
I am 14 years old. I was a foster child, I am now adopted by my uncle. Others aren't as lucky as I was to get out of the sytem, this piece is for them. I experienced so much pain, and I still do. I figure if people read about it, it could ggreatly affect someone elses life for the better.