I can't tell you how many times I saw something and wanted it.
Then when I saw that something, I wanted to so bad.
I am just really happy for what I have.
Last year when I was coming back to America,
My dad showed me a picture of horses. The horses were for a friend of mine.
But later, I realized that I was happy for her.
I could tell you many times I was jealous.
Now when I see pictures of the horse I smile.
I don't even know why I was Jealous I mean I have any thing I could ever want.
Now I am Jealous for what I have.
Because I love what I have.
I got to say I miss waking up to roosters,I miss climbing half way up a palm tree,
I miss my life in Haiti. The thing is Every time I am in Haiti I miss America, and every time I am in America I miss Haiti. But I love both places.
Then when I saw that something, I wanted to so bad.
I am just really happy for what I have.
Last year when I was coming back to America,
My dad showed me a picture of horses. The horses were for a friend of mine.
But later, I realized that I was happy for her.
I could tell you many times I was jealous.
Now when I see pictures of the horse I smile.
I don't even know why I was Jealous I mean I have any thing I could ever want.
Now I am Jealous for what I have.
Because I love what I have.
I got to say I miss waking up to roosters,I miss climbing half way up a palm tree,
I miss my life in Haiti. The thing is Every time I am in Haiti I miss America, and every time I am in America I miss Haiti. But I love both places.
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