I was always alone. I never had family, I never had no friends, I never had nothing . As i seem to fade away every day and perch myself on the window secluded from all the kids never to see the mishap on my face. My life was always was always going down hill at that foster home. the sisters of grace had to bring my lunch up to the attic to feed me. i was a monster, i would never go anywhere because i fear i will bring terror to all. i was never put up to adoption. one day sister grace put a TV in my room and i enjoyed it. I've seen movies with people stabbing other people. they always got away with it because they had mask on. wait, maybe that's it . Maybe I could ask one of the sisters for a mask
