The house that will never be a home

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July 4, 2016
With all the fireworks and the noise and her foster family inside playing games, listening to music, eating, taking, and laughing. She realized that she never belonged. At least not here, not at this moment. She had her emergency bag packed up in her room it was a nice room but it wasn't exactly connected to her foster parents house. She liked it that way. She laid down on her bed trying to talk herself out of it but she couldn't she grabbed a piece of paper and a pen and began to write,
"Dear Andersons you have been nothing but good to me but it's time I go and try again to find myself it's nothing you did. I promise. This is just what I do. I'm really sorry we didn't get a proper goodbye. I will miss you both.      -Macy

She walked out her bedroom door and looked through the window and smiled. With all the noise from the fireworks she knew it was the right time to leave. She walked down the stairs of the porch with nothing but her backpack and 1,400 dollars. She didn't steal it she worked for it she earned it. She was headed to Arizona to try and find her birth mom. It was gonna be a long trip from Missouri.

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