The Beginning of a New Me

Chapter 1 - Being put into foster care

Before you want to read this story, I gotta say there are some triggering things in most chapters. So this is a warning if you get triggered over d*ath, the mention of bl**d, or some sad thoughts I'll put trigger warnings before any paragraphs!

I wake up to my sister, May, crying. I sit up and see what she's crying about. I see our mother on the ground holding her forehead and also start crying. Our grandma calls the cops and go by our mother. The cops and ambulance arrive, and one of them see us in our room. She gets a blanket for me and my sister each and lead us out the back way to avoid the scene and blood. She takes us to one of the cop cars and put us in the back. Her and another cop take us to the cop station downtown. On the way there the cops put the sirens on to cheer me and my sister up but stop so that other drivers don't think they're getting pulled over. We arrived at the police station and get put into a room waiting for someone. Then a few minutes after someone named Anne came in and said that she's our social worker. She takes us for a little drive, then heads to where she works to give us a bag of stuffed animals and a blanket. Then after she takes us to our foster home. We get greeted by a man who was in his 20's. His name was Rocky. We go inside and get settled in our room. 

Over the years I have grown to like then hate the foster house I am in. My foster parent, Rocky, has gotten mad over small things like the time I left my binder at school. I got grounded for that, for a whole damn week. The only part I like about the foster house is my foster siblings, Jake and Hailey. We all, me, my sister May, Jake and Hailey all have grown to be actual siblings getting mad each other and acting like siblings. We'd play with legos, the Wii, and go on walks. One time, we went camping and I asked Hailey to pass me my book, she did, but the book, one of the corners, ended up hitting my forehead, and now above my eyebrow there's a little indent. One can't see it but there is one. When I would introduce my friends to Jake and Hailey I would say "This is my brother and sister." They felt like brother and sister. Foster care is hell. Some homes are nice and caring, some are complete assholes who didn't care and treated the foster kids like shit. I was in a home where the parent didn't care.