pre+teen

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I was taken away from my real family at the age of 5. I know nothing of my real family. Because I was never told. I didn't know if I had siblings or aunties or uncles. I knew nothing. Had no family to call my own or a family to love me. Just a household in the countryside, full of children who also didn't live with their families or who were there for a while as the parents had some problems they needed to get over.  There were adults in the house. But the looked after all of us. I was stuck in a children's home. I had no where to go. Nowhere to call my own home.  I thought I was going to be stuck there in the crowded care home forever. Little did I know. That was all about to change.

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