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         My name is Aryssa Ashikabe. I know,  weird last name. I decided to keep my birth name. I never knew my parents, all I know was that when I was 4, I was found sleeping on a subway. A woman was worried so when she informed authorities, I went into CPS (child protective services). I've only been in about 4 foster homes since i went into the system. Which isn't to bad considering I'm almost 18. But, the only bad result out of this is the situation i'm in at my fourth and final home. I've been in this home for about 4 years. And the sweet lady named Tandy that took me in became my foster mom. The only downside was that her husband and her son were rude and abusive both physically and emotionally.                                                                                                                                                                                                  They didn't see me as there kid or even a human being. Just some piece of meat that will come to there beck and call 24/7. When I wasn't at school that is. About 2 years of living here with Tandy and those two ungrateful pigs...Tandy decided to adopt me. I was beyond happy, I already thought of Tandy like a mom. I loved her, she was already family to me. So after about a year of officially being a member of the family, Tandy..my mom, grew very ill. I took care of her the eat I could, but after a couple months she passed away. I cried for a whole month before even considering coming out of my room. So I've spent the past year with my asshole "father" and darling ole "brother". They treat me like trash , and hit me, but I always put up with it. For Tandy. But she's been gone for a whole year now. It's time I leave those pricks. It's exactly 11:59pm and when the clock strikes 12:00 , I'll pack. In just one week , I will be 18. I can leave. And they can't do shit about it.

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