CHAPTER 3

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I came out of hospital, I wanted to stay but I couldn't. My mom was sat waiting for me sober for once, she sat me down and told be I was going to a foster home. I was shocked, I wanted to get away from the abuse but my mom created me even though she hurt me a little bit of me loved her. She was crying and saying how she screwed up and that she could of given me a better life. Shetook two things out of her pocket one was a bottle of anti-depressants and the other was a picture of the two men who I aspire they were called Dan and Phil. I went on there tour that was the only photo I had, it cost me £12 but I loved that their skin touched mine. I packet my bags and got dropped off, my mom gave me a photo of me, mom and dad. A tear went down my face, I remembered the fun days we had together. Weeks pasts no one wanted to adopt me, everyone hated me, I had friends but they got adopted I was officially lonely. At least I had Dan and Phil but its not like they would stroll in and adopt me. 

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