Melissa
Past
Two years shy of my eighteenth birthday and I think I'll be trapped in this hell hole until then. Blanche has only gotten worse with time, punishing me for the smallest infractions. I'm so thankful that I'm in school now and Chris tends to be home in the evenings. She doesn't show her true colors around him and there's no way I can tell him or anyone else, ever. One time last year, one of my teachers filed a report with my caseworker because she saw a bruise on my back when I bent over to pick up something I dropped. When I was asked about it by my caseworker I told her I fell but they still removed me until they could complete an investigation. No one wanted to take in a 15-year-old girl so I got sent to a group home.
It was awful. There were cliques and bullies. My food
