The absence of silence was starting to rise upon us. As the shadow of my gardian wacthed over me whilst I slept. I was wishing the world would come to an end but all that happened was more like never hitting bottom rock. The foster parents at the time were called Joanne and Mike . They never seemed right because everyday at dinner they wouldn't eat until I was gone . But whilst I was in there presence they twiddled with there sharp dangerous knifes. Every time this happened I felt like screaming but I knew there was no point because no one wanted me and no one cared anymore . I kept telling myself things would get better eventually but deep down I knew I was lying to myself for the better. I got to the age were i thought to myself am i worth it anymore. Why did i have to be born. Ive ruined so many peoples lifes. Its all my fault . Im gone forever.
