Runaway
Life on the move, shunted from pillar to post, Strife on the run, abandoned by another host. A file in a drawer, a statistic without a name, Another girl whose life will never be the same.
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Life on the move, shunted from pillar to post, Strife on the run, abandoned by another host. A file in a drawer, a statistic without a name, Another girl whose life will never be the same.
Chapter Five Sorry I haven't done it in a while.
“Tell me what you remember,” said Rita. “Hmm,” I breathed as I drummed my good fingers along the desk. Looking around, this place was a hell of a lot nicer than Aunt Lynn’s dingy apartment.
Chapter 4 I was finally adopted but it didn't last. I was 11 when they left me. And Jess. Mum and dad thought we were old enough to stay in house alone for the night while they went out.
This story begins the day I was born, my mother was only 13 when I was born, I remember so painfully what happened. Now let me begin. She was in class doing History sat next other best...
Abandoned. Yes, that's what had happened I'd been abandoned One minute I was singing Christmas carols with spencer and jane and the next I was on the streets in a small cardboard box.
The Foster Boy doesn't understand the way a family functions Alcoholic mother, abusive stepdad Damaged his emotional junctions He's wired up wrong not his fault And there's no one who can fix...
Growin up to most people is like learning to ride a bike, once you've got it it's always there But to me and my little sister it's like using a pogo stick, one minute you're on then you fall off Is...
As in my previous post I regretted asking my social worker to take me someplace else rather than my Nans, she took me to my aunts an even worse place to stay.
(Please read the beginning to understand the story.) I couldn't believe it 6 months away from mum, I've never been away from my mum since I was born and though I was 9 at the time - it was sure...
(Please read the beginning to understand the story.) As mum tried to figure out in what to do next, she decided to ask help from our Social worker Sarah. What a big mistake that was.