The Unknown

Part 3

You see I’ve been in so many foster homes but none like this one and I have no clue on whether I should want to stay or be prepared to leave. At first I was naive and I didn’t think that I would be given back into the system so many times. I stopped believing I would find the perfect family when I turned 7. I’m guessing you’re wondering why 7 was such a lucky year for me to learn that. Well get ready to learn the not so shocking truth about the foster system. I won’t go into detail because I hate to even reminisce but on July 18, which is my birthday bye the way, I turned 7. This was one of the first families that was actually decent to me. It consisted of a husband and wife and their daughter who I was merely best friends with. On that day we had a whole day planned out but because it was raining they decided we just stayed in so we watched movies, ate cake and played games all afternoon. That’s when their daughter got terribly sick and started to vomit uncontrollably, so her mother decided to take her to the ER while me and her father stayed home to clean up the mess we had made.