When I got to school, me and George went into the office and he told me I could go to be with my friends. I went out and walked alone for awhile till I saw my friends. I kept thinking to myself. Why'd I tell? I should have kept it to myself... I want my mom back. I want my stuff. I want that love I'd had for 12 years back. I want my old life back... I'd go to the bathroom just to let my tears flow and to cry silently to myself. After i made it look like i didnt cry, id leve the bathroom like nothing happened. Id act like my normal self like nothing happened.
Fake a smile here.
Laugh a bit there.
Jump like happy now.
Say something weird then.
The school day ends soon enough and I take the school bus to get home. It takes me to Southeast elementary school. When it drops me off I walk home. Fifteen to thirty minutes of walking.... Great. Just great.
When I reach the place I call my home, I hurry upstairs and collapse on my bed. My foster mom comes up and scolds me, telling me I have to do my homework downstairs. Ugh.
I need help.
