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Dayana Hubbard

I was born in Cucuta, Colombia. I have two sisters and a Mother in Colombia.

Can you imagine a small girl in Cucuta Colombia, growing up without a stable home environment, sometimes without running water or electricity, or without anyone to support her education? More importantly, can you imagine a small girl growing up not being able to trust adults or knowing her future?

Once upon a time, there was this girl named Michell Dayana. I was the oldest of the sisters, so I had to take care of them. I was eight and my Mother was not responsible enough to protect me. She let me go wherever I wanted. I always had to do what my Mother asked me to do because if I didn’t do it, my Mother would hit me with a cable. My Mom would ask me to go too someone else’s house to see if they were interested in buying clothes or make-up from a catalog. I would usually take a long time because during that time, bad things were happening to me. My Mom did not care about what time I came home, but she did care if I sold anything.

My step-dad was doing awful things to me. I wasn’t supposed to say anything to anyone because my step-dad threatened me by saying “if you say something, I’ll kill your family.” After that, I had to stay quiet. I was sad because all those days my step-dad plus the neighbors were taking advantage of me. My Mom did not pay attention to me.

My mom and I went to look for an uncle that lived in Cucuta. He asked my Mother if she wanted to shower him because he was in a wheelchair and he would give her money for food. I went with my mother to shower my uncle. While my Mother was at the market, my Uncle was

doing bad things to me. I never told anyone that my Uncle was taking advantage of me.

My Uncle asked me if my step-dad was doing bad things to me. I said yes and my Uncle called the police. He got my step-dad put in jail, but my Uncle went free.

I went to a foster home in Colombia when I was nine. I was so lucky that I didn’t have to change foster homes. I was able to see my Mother in court, but my Mother would tell me, to lie to the psychologist. After that, I did not see her ever again and the psychologist put me as abandoned.

By the time I was eleven, I never believed that I would be adopted. In 2012, I was picked to go on a Kidsave summer vacation in the USA. Everybody here knows me by Dayana.

I had such a wonderful family when I was on vacation. There were three families interested in me. I met a couple that had blue and green eyes named Gerald and Mary. I really liked them! Then I returned to Colombia and everybody was happy I was home.

I was Skyping with Mary and Gerald before I knew they were going to be my parents. They made me a cake for my birthday and told me by Skype I was going to be adopted! I was so happy that I cried!

I have the best family because they always pay attention to me and they’re always there for me. The best part is that on weekends, my Dad brings me hot chocolate with whip cream and caramel sauce in my own mug that says “it’s all about me”! My Dad also brings coffee to Mom in bed.

Thank you for listening and I hope you get a kid like me. Kidsave.org donate!