She was only a kid. Her mom was never home. She would take care of her self.
A stranger helps her and she never forgot what happened that day but she forgot what he looked like.
It mean't a lot to her.
She's now an adult and what happen's when she...
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I was just watching the people walk pass me. The little girls with their moms.
(thoughts/flashbacks) After I got kicked out of the apartment complex I lived in my moms car for about six months before I got caught.
I guess someone had been watching me for two weeks and then reported it to child services and they came that same day and took me.
I was in their office waiting for them to talk to me. They were trying to contact my mom but they couldn't reach her. I guess she was out of the state.
I remember being really hurt and I cried for days. I begged them to let me keep Luna and this lady was really nice and she let me keep her as long as I promised to behave good.
I soon got a foster family. This old name in her 60s named Maria. She had 7 other foster kids. Five girls and Two boys. They were all younger than me.
She was doing it for the money and she would always make me do the chores and take care of the little kids and she was very strict. I would always sneak out and sometimes leave during the day to hangout with friends but she always hated it but I never listened.
I always did as she asked me too and I was doing good in school. She got tired of me and then I was back in foster care.
They all let me lee Luna surprising. She had to stay outside but I didn't mind as long as she was with me. Most of the times I would sneak her in.
After another two weeks of waiting I was placed in another foster home. A couple in their mid 30s Luis and Emma. They had a son that was just a year older than me.
I never talked to my foster parents kids only when needed too. I didn't like getting close to anybody. They thought I was a "bad" kid and I was soon placed in foster care after a month.
It was a back and fourth cycle. It was getting annoying but I had Luna by my side through everything.
After being in foster care for about five months I had turned 15. I was in foster care for 3 years. When I turned 16 I started working.
I had two jobs one at Mcdonald's and another one at starbucks. They worked with my school schedule and my other job schedule and sometimes on the weekends I would baby sit or walk dogs.
I would save up my money and give me foster care parents 40% of my money. I had about 20k saved up and soon after I turned 18 I left.
I bought the apartment Im living in now and got a real job.
I had been in 53 homes. Nobody wanted to keep me for the same reasons. I always left to hangout with friends and I sometimes didn't listen and as the years passed and I started getting older I started disrespecting my foster parents.
I didn't mean too but It just happened. I was mad at the world because I didn't deserve to go through that.
(present time)
I always enjoyed watching family's even If it hurt me. They got the life they wanted and deserved.
I watching the squirrels play off in the distance by the trees.
The birds chirping on top of the water fountains.
People throwing a frisbee back and fourth as there dog tried catching it with its mouth.
Life was a wonderful thing to me and I am grateful I survived and here.
I matured a lot especially because of the things I went through. I always tried staying positive.
I just enjoyed the view.
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