Hi. I am Jasmine and I want to tell you about what I have been through when I was a foster kid. I didn’t have a good childhood till I was 6. I was taken [away from my biological home] with my baby brother when I was four years old. My brother was 15 months old then. I was playing outside in my backyard when I was told to get my brother and go with a lady. She took us to a new home. I remember being told I would stay here for a while so my mom could talk to some people.
Moving from Home to Home
I can’t remember much of that home, but I do remember staying with a nice old lady in the woods where I caught lizards, snakes, and frogs. We were happy there, but she couldn’t take care of us. I can still smell the pines. I was sad when we left.
I can’t remember the next home, but one home was a nightmare! The lady we lived with hated me, but loved Dalton. Her son teased me and put me in timeout for hours! The only thing I liked about them was their pool.
My Adopted Home
I came to the Fink house. This house was what we needed all along. We like it here and [my brother and I were] adopted by the Finks. This is the nicest home we have ever been to. Shortly after we came here, we met Matthew and Cody. [Our family began doing visits with them with the intention to adopt them.] They are now my adopted brothers. Today I am 11, Matthew is 14, Cody is 16, and Dalton is 8. We love our home. This family is a strong one, also mom and I are very similar to each other. We like the same things and are pretty.