Sometimes I'm lost. In my own home I'm lost. I had so many questions for my parents. Why do we move so much? Why are you guys so protective? Why can't I be free? Why am I being held hostage by my parents? Sometimes I just think I don't belong in this family. I feel like I don't know them. My dad is always getting new jobs, that's why we move so much. My mom is so private I don't even talk to her. I don't know what i've done or what's going on. But for now im just going to stick to what I always do. All day and all night. Enjoy my happy place.
I didn't know I had a happy place until I was done with my mom and dad. I just stopped all contact with them. My happy place is my head. I'm always happy there. I can let it out in my head. No one gets hurt. Everyone stays the same.
But in my head? No one is safe.
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Battled and Wounded
Teen FictionLaila Rena Howe , a 16 year old adopted at 3 months is alone. She's been alone for 16 years. Her parents move a lot causing her to have no friends. But, she doesn't know her real life. Her real parents, her siblings, her family. Her adoptive parent...
