Saving My Life

The Stupid Diary

Dear stupid diary, this thing was given to me when I first came to the orphanage. Which was yesterday. Apparently, I am supposed to write about my day after dinner, EVERY DAY!

When I came to this orphanage, I was happy because I thought I would be more happy than I was at my house. I was so wrong.

First of all, we have a freaking schedule. Like school isn't bad enough. We have to be at every event right on time. If we aren't we get "detention". That is the stupidest idea I have ever heard. So basically, even though everyone here doesn't go to school, they act like this is school.

Secondly, they wouldn't even let me bring my phone. They literally threw my iPhone in the trash right in front of me. I was so devastated I ran into the jail cell of a room they gave me and cried myself to sleep last night. I also got "detention" because I didn't go to dinner. All we so in there is sit in a desk while the teacher sits on FaceBook. I seriously spent an hour thinking about my life choices.

I should probably tell you my name and how I got to this dump in the first place. My name is Taylor Hildridge. My parents got divorced when I was three. I didn't really care that much because I was a toddler. I didn't really know what that meant. One day I was in the kitchen while my parents were talking, yelling actually. I just stared at them about to cry because they were scaring me. Eventually my dad just walked out and left my mom and me crying together.

My mom tried really hard to take care of me but eventually she just gave up on trying to keep us together. When I was about nine years old my mom started drinking. She still cared a little about me though, but not enough for social services because they came and took me away to my dad in Los Angeles. Me and my mom lived in New York City.

My dad was actually doing really well. He had a beautiful wife and two beautiful children. They lived in a very nice house in downtown Los Angeles. I don't think his kids really liked me so when I was about eleven I really got sick of their bullying and teasing, so I told my dad. He really didn't care about me that much anymore so he decided that if I couldn't get along with his new family then he would have to put me in an orphanage. Eventually our arguing got so bad that social services came and took me away. Only because his wife called them. She was very rude to me and decided to give me away. Thats how I got here.

I think I should go to bed now because I don't want detention again. Goodnight stupid diary.