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A dozen squealing, laughing little girls tugged my arms, legs and hands. They were so excited to show me their bedroom. Meeting all the orphans at the Colima, Mexico orphanage was very overwhelming and very emotional. At first, I felt very out of place, like seeing grass during a Michigan winter. All these kids surrounding me right now have no families and have nobody to love them. These kids were all beautiful in their own way and really knew how to make you smile without even trying.They were like flowers in a rundown parking lot. Beautiful but with a dark, sad background. Everytime they looked at you, you could see the excitement in their eyes.

After introducing myself to all the girls, the 12 girls dragged me to their room with so much excitement. Walking into their room, I had to stop and take a deep breath. I knew the orphanage wouldn't have much, but I never imagined how little they really had. Their room looked like it belonged to an old abandoned house. The ceiling caved in; it smelled of an old dusty attic and had nothing in it but 12 beds, 3 dressers and a couple dirty stuffed animals just lying around. Some girls had pictures of when they were babies, some didn't have anything. I stood there silent. Tears balanced on my eyelids because at that moment, I realized that I have been so ungrateful for what I have, while other young, beautiful girls around the world have nothing but a bed and a stuffed animal. I think about all my clothes, shoes, friends and family that
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When my family got out paper and crayons, all the kids' eyes lit up. They were so thrilled to draw and color. They were satisfied with the smallest of things. I would have never been satisfied with something so small. I showed them pictures of my family and animals. You could tell while I talked that they were jealous of what I had, making my heart sink to the floor. Every kid should have a loving family and pets to play with when they are

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