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Hope - College Essay

Hope

As my bare feet trudged through the sludge of human and animal waste, a terrible stench permeated the air. The putrid stench of garbage, feces, and dead animals clung even to my clothes; the stench of poverty and despair went deep inside me, wrapping around my lungs so that I could barely breathe.

I took a good long look at the pathetic shack I had called home for all my sixteen years on this wretched earth. Broken bricks of concrete lay on the ground with no real purpose. Perhaps they had been bought with no real purpose. Perhaps they had been bought with the intention of one day building a home; now they remained as simply bricks, the cruel symbol of a broken dream, a foundation ...

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which governed them, demanding that they illuminate the damp dirt that formed the floor of my home. The light only drew attention to the deep darkness that lay everywhere. I closed my eyes and stifled a scream. I was barren even of tears to shed. I did not want to live here. Surely God had created me for a purpose other than to enjoy the destitution of poverty or appreciate the squalor that surrounded me. I had to believe that God was good, that He was on my side. I had no one else.

My father would be returning soon. Every day I prayed that he would never return. God never seemed to hear my prayers. Would he be returning with another man? Another ogling lusting buffoon who would try to touch me...who would start ripping at the little cloth I wore? Would he flash the money and bring rum as payment to my father? That was the moment I made my decision. Contemplating another night of fighting and screaming and running, yet another night of knowing the weight of my ...

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Added: 11/1/2017 01:02:55 PM
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