My name is Emma. I've been to 16 foster homes and nobody bothered to keep me. I'm eight years old. I like to draw. I mainly like to draw a better life for me.
Where people don't hit me. Where people don't yell. Where people don't touch me. Where I don't need help. Where people don't cry. Where I'm not alone. Where I have I final place to call home...
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Random"Now remember Emma, treat your new parents how you want them to treat you. Don't talk back, always sit up straight, keep your hair nice and neat, have nice grades, eat all your food, be grateful, and most of all--" "Be a perfect little angel" I...
