Chapter 8

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My mom had been gone for about a month. It actually hurts me that she's gone. I wish I could just hangout with her. Get a break from the constant caring. I want to be 'okay' but forreal. I want to go get an education. Live a normal life. Hangout with friends, if I had any. But my mother is too self centered to even see that I am beyond not being okay. It's exhausting. But I don't think my mom is mentally strong enough to actually tend to her own children. I want a rolemodel in my life. Someone who makes me genuinely happy. I have no clue where all of my other family is, and I don't know if I want to know. Maybe they are exactly like her. A low life, self centered human being who has no emotions for anyone but herself. I would now be in the 7th grade. My neighbor called the cops because they saw my mother hasn't been home for a while. The cops came and checked the house, for what, I'm not sure. We are poor and have no food pretty much. We are going into child services and perhaps a foster home. Then maybe up for adoption or maybe the other way around. I'm going to lose my brother and sisters...I swear, it couldn't get any worse. Yes, I am worn out and tired but I can't go on without my siblings. What will I do? The police said we can't stay here alone, but I refuse to leave. I am capable of taking care of them. I WILL take care of them. And I have been taking care of them. After going back and forth for a while, they agreed to let me stay but we are on "watch". I began to try to contact my mom. I never got to see all of my dads notes. I slowly went into a panic attack and I don't remember what all happened. I woke up the next morning and all the kids were gone...

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