When I first walked in the foster home I will be staying.....I didn't like it.it was very dirty and smelly. The officer that brought me here signed me in and told the foster lady why I was here."hi sweaty I'm ms.rogers what's your name"was the last and only nice thing she said to me since I've been there.she always whip me with the same thing you hit a horse with and call me names worser than the kids at school did.plus she was home schooling us so that was terrible.she whip all of us tho.my best friend was faith.she was the only one that understood.she was born here her mother use to work here but she got hit by a car so she been here her whole life.ms.rogers will never let us leave.and she had a chain around the refrigerator..the key was around her neck.and the lock on are doors was on the outside so we was locked out of everything. Even the windows had a gate on it.then it happend.
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Fanfictionit's been 1 month since I've seen the horrid of a body laying on the ground in its own blood...... I was on the plane looking out the window at the clouds i would see ,jailed in my thoughts thinking about heaven and where is it if there is one...
