I stare helpless to what could be my last day on earth I look at the revolver wondering if I should pull the trigger. I have unwanted flashes of my past and my terrible life all the years I've spent in foster care all the years with strangers who end up, being abusers and child predators. I remember always being in foster care since I was 11 years old , when my mum drop me off since her drug addiction was costing money she decided me or the drugs. I ended up with a man named Liam, Liam's was a child abuser and rapist. I was with two other kids Nick and Jem. Liam mindlessly beat us up if we didn't do as we were told. Jem being only 6 I felt strongly towards her, she didn't deserved to be beaten, every time Jem was 'naughty' I would willingly take her beating of six whips or more to the back. One day I look at Jem after taking her beating looking into those emerald green eyes and innocent face knowing I was doing the right thing.
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The girl with no future
Non-FictionOcean has no destiny or desire to live a life anymore