I’m from a world of wealth and abundance. A place molded by Ipods and web sites. Streets where women dangle Vuitton, Coach, and Dooney and Bourke over their shoulders. Men sport around in pristine Nike sneakers. And the robust scent of Starbucks invites crowds willing to pay more for a cup of coffee than a gallon of gas.
This girl is from a place of extreme poverty where a day of rain is a blessing and a cheeseburger with fries is non-existent.
Our lives have no similarities, yet we both have malnutrition. She is malnourished due to famine. I’m malnourished due to fear. A fear so incredible it controls my life.
My complete story is at http://fearsandphobias.blogspot.com/2008/03/this-is-repost-of-my-first-blog-entry.html


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