Personal Narrative: My Adoption

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I was adopted from Seoul, South Korea when I was five and a half months old. When I finally understood what adoption meant, I thought that it was the most significant day in my life for many years, but I was wrong. Being adopted is not weird, it is confusing, with one word controlling your thoughts for years; why? My adoptive life was normal. I have loving parents, friends, and a dog. We argue, just like any other normal family. However, that did not mean I never thought about my birth parents, I actually envied them. Today, I look back and wonder why I thought this, and the only reason I can find is that they were my family, so why wouldn’t I? I originally thought that they could give me something that my adoptive parents could not, though I did not know what that would be. Maybe if I just met them… …show more content…

I thought for 15 years that my mother was alive, but now, hearing that she had been dead for almost my entire life, I felt deceived. I had no idea who this woman was. I felt melancholy, then I was overwhelmed with anger. I was furious at my adoptive parents for withholding the truth. She was my mother, my family, not theirs. Every time I travel to a different country, I love to experience their culture and lifestyle. However, when I went back to my own country during the summer of 2015, I felt like a fish out of water. Sure, I looked like everyone, I knew how to use chopsticks, and could walk around like I lived there my entire life but it did not feel genuine, it did not feel like mine. It did not affect me like I would have thought. It was just another amazing

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