Things never did go the way Ic wanted them, but maybe that's what the world wanted it. My names Adeline and I've been in foster care since I was 6 years old.
I don't quite remember the reason I ended up in the system, but I do know it wasn't because my parents didn't want me. I think something happened to them. None of the people I stayed with would tell me what my file said.
My birthdays coming up. I'll be turning 18. Which means I can finally live on my own and it's not that all the people I lived with were bad. It only happened once, but I'll never forget it. I'll tell all that in good time.
I met lots of people I liked. I still keep in touch with one boy I lived with while in foster care. His name is Connor. His mom was a drug addict and he never met his dad. He was one of nicest guys I met during those early days.
He turned 18 four months ago and offered to help me when I turned 18. It just doesn't feel right, not after everything that happened. It wasn't his fault I know he didn't mean for anything to happen.
I'll stop here for now but there is a lot more I need to explain so you understand my situation. Many problems have come up.
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Finding Daisies
Teen FictionNot all stories end with a happy ending. Sometimes things go unsaid and sometimes they just fade away. That's my story. My whole things were left unsaid and finally I want answers and I'll get them. Even if it almost kills me.
