maybe its not about the happily ever after, maybe its about the story

the beginning

All I could hear was the music. The music I was playing in my piano. And that explains why I didn't hear my foster mom.

"Are you excited? It the first day of therapy." She said excitedly.

"Eh, I'm okay." I said and plugged my earphones into my ears.

Before I knew it we were at the building.

I started jogging towards the elevator and got in. I waited into my foster mom came into the elevator. She pressed the button as we started going up.

Once we go to the floor where we wanted to be, she told me to knock on his Door so I did. When he opens the door, there he was. My old therapist from 2011. When he smiled I noticed he had braces.

"How's life going?" He asked me and stared at me. I looked away immediately because I hate having eye contact.

"Its going good. A lot of different things happening." I said and chuckled

"Do you want to start expressing your emotions?" He asked. No!

"I'd rather keep it to myself." I said and looked outside the window. It's so uncomfortable with him staring at me.

"How do you do it? How do you keep all these emotions inside? You've kept in for so long, it's like you're going to explode." He said and laughed. Like he knows what it's like to be a foster kid.

"I was 2 years old when I got taken away from my parents. I moved house to House every single year. To be honest, I thought the world was to move on from the house you were living in. Each year you move onto a stranger's house. It's scary to be with someone you don't even know. I was depressed at age 3 and all the way to my tween years. Do you see how little kids are now? They don't have the strong emotions like I did. I'm not ordinary. You may think you know how the foster kids feel, but deep down they don't tell you their real feelings because they are not used to telling their feelings to someone." I said with tears brimming my hazel eyes. I'm done. I feel weak. My hands are trembling and my knees are about to give up.

But this isn't the beginning.