Foster Cullens

Foster Homes

F.C. 1

My name is Isabella Swan and I've been an orphan for ten years. Let me rephrase. I've been independent of my biological parents for ten years - when I was 4 years old, they were deemed unfit for parenthood and I was sent to stay with my distant cousins. 

That didn't last too long, though, since a particularly rough night landed me in the hospital for the third time. The purple hand prints etched into my pale skin were too obvious and my aunt and uncle were sent to prison. Hating me for separating me from their parents, the next few years were tense between the three of us as we were circulated through the foster system. Since my cousins are siblings, they were inseparable and I was ultimately the first to be cut out of the group. I haven't seen them or heard from them for eight years.

Within those eight years, I have had the privilege of experiencing life in seven different homes - foster homes, that is. The first hosted a pair of guardians who just wanted me for the money- I almost starved to death before they were caught.

The second home had people who were 'bad' in my seven-year-old brain... The daddy... touched me, and the mommy, well, she watched...

In my third home, I was eight and both parents were abusive. One stuck his finger everywhere and the other put these needles in me which made me feel like I was flying- I liked him, and cried when I saw them leave me behind the hospital.

My fourth foster home was the best one I ever had. I had two mommies and they were amazing. They had lots of money and I stayed there for three years. I had to leave because they, well they passed away in a car accident.

By the time I was twelve, I was... going through some changes and had no one to ask, since my fifth foster home consisted of only a dad. He was alright, but he also just needed the money, though he still fed me... He kind of just left me alone. I had to leave that one because he took drugs and filed for bankruptcy and could not take care of me. I was only there for three months.

At that point, the foster care people were about to give up on me, but this seemingly nice doctor took me in. She was TERRIBLE!!! I don't know what her deal was, but she put all these drugs in me for illegal human testing. I wasn't even the only one- there were five other kids- all boys, including one I fell in love with, Derek. I went berserk when one of her tests killed him and her messed up stuff was discovered.

I was there for three years. I am now sixteen and on my way to my new family- The Cullens. I don't know what I will do if these people are just like the rest...