Chapter 27

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Do you know I was a kid when I had dumped into foster home. I have learnt one thing being a foster child. How to survive by yourself. No ones comes in your rescue. You only the one who can help yourself. You can not expect help neither hope from others. If you are hungry then you have to learn to snatch the food from others hands instead begging. You have to be your own hero. I have lived in one foster home an other. I have seen how does their own parents comes in foster to dump their own blood and flesh. Some children been traumatized by their own parents for no reason. Some children have been dumped here cause their parents death.

I am sure there are some places for these children who really looking for actual care. Unfortunately I have not found one yet. My first foster parent kept a fridge locked to make sure when we were supposed to eat. We were bath twice in a week that we would not run the water bill. We used to get minimal food to keep us alive.

Mr. O was not that bad though. I have found him more kinder than my other foster parent. They were not nosy. They fed me well with delicious foods. They check the things what I need, they gave me hot water to bath, I get clean clothes to wear ,nice and warm bed to sleep at night. I know this does not sound good to most of the people but for me this is very big thing. I had been given suprised by dove chocolate. They do not do much investigation whenever I feel like going with my friends. They trust me totally and I have been treated by them as their own child. I have seen other foster kids as well but their are not fully satisfied by their foster parent. I would not say its bad place to live. We all have good days and bad days. Ups and downs. As in they are very nice with you and on other second they can scream their lungs out at you. Just weird.

。" Maddy...? Jack interupted me when I didnt answered him right away.

" Jack already I made you clear. I do not want to discuss on this topic" I told him.

"This is not right reaction Maddy"... He replied patiently.

" I think normal person do not react like this, I believe I am not nornal anymore. I am a kid who grew up in foster home. Learning how to fight for my rights including the man I call him Fanny man.
That time i was just a 4 years old when I had been dumped in his foster home. He came to me when all the kids went to bed to sleep. There were plenty kids in the foster home but merely I was the one who got personal room. I dont know what does that mean, but since then I had learned fast.

I was just sleeping then i heard the door open and I see him entering into my room. He closed the door behind and shuffled into my bed beside me. Before i could say either do something. He held my hands very tightly. I could only feel a liquid in between my legs. His eyes were glowing like a monter in dark. He told me to be quite if I dont want to get hurt.

At age of 4 I was not that stuipd my mother boyfriend had taught me if anyone strive to do scare you like this then you need to be scream either stand up for your voice. I screamed my lungs out as much as I could. That fanny man ran away. I am glad my mother boyfriend taught me this before my mother die. He had taught me how to fight for myself. We do not need anyone in our lives to rescue us.

tears roll down my cheeks. " Jack I am not feeling like to talk about my past. My past is just full of pain. It feels sucks when I think about it. Right now I am feeling so exhuasted. I guess I need to take rest internally.

" okay fine, I would not force you answer me" He changed the topic. " I have checked your history and your friends Happy history.

oh my god Happy, How I have can forgotten her. That whole unfolded incident duh!she is alive.

" What? I thought you only can see ghosts and talk about them only" He frowned at me.

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