It was almost the time for the school year to start. I had every thing I need to start school. But there was a twist. I was in the process of moving.school started in about a week. It was my 4th grade year. I didn't attend school much longer that 2 weeks. My grandparents were moving to Florida area. My mom was moving in with her boyfriend. Me and my sister lived with our godparents for a while.
Living with my godparents was heaven and hell. I started a new school when I moved I'm with them. I attend EastTroy Elementary School. I met new people and made new friends. I really didn't like the people at the school. I was always talked into doing stupid things. I even left my best friend I made to become popular. I went back to hanging out with my best friend at recess. I walked to school and I walked home from school.
Well living with my godparent we would get ground for now reason. We were forced to Clean the whole entire house on our hands and knees. We got forced to eat foods we didn't like. I would throw up because I couldn't stand it. I cried for my mom at night. They started to yell at me for crying so much. They school year was going by slow. Every other weekend my sister was with her other grandma. Then one day she never came back. Her grandma had refused to let her come home. My mom went to court to get her back. When I found out the news I cried my eyes out. At night I would hug the stuffed animal that my sister left. I felt that if I hugged it nothing had changed. My sister wasn't welcome at my godparents anymore.
A couple weeks after that I was put in a foster home. My aunt was my foster mom for awhile she never fed me and my cousin. My cousin would cook dinner, or I would go over to my godparents to eat. My godparents lived next door to me. I never really had Clean clothes to wear unless my godmother did laundry for me. I took showers at my godparents place cause there was stuff piled in the shower. I didn't have my own room at my aunts house at all. I slept on a floor my aunts place was really small.
The school year was over and summer started. The first week of summer I was packing my stuff. My mom was coming to get me. I was In the foster home for a short amount of time. My mom was coming to get me to take me to our new home. I was a long road trip I fell asleep on the way there. My mom woke me up when we stopped for food. It was a really long drive to were we were going, but it was totally worth the wait.
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