Forgotten

Now

On the way home to my new family's house I look out the window at the pretty pink, blue, orange, yellow sunset.

I think to myself, "How long will it be untill someone loves me?"

Who sees the the beautiful me and not the ick verison I see. Somone who thinks I'n pretty. Just someone who doesn't judge. Who makes me happy and doesn't care about the negatives of me. Who cares about me.

While I'n daydreaming, theirs a airplane soaring overhead with a trail of pink smoke behind it.

My mind starts to wander again as I think if my friends Kyra, Sarah, and Kaitlyn. (Who we all all Katie). As I'm planing a sleepover for this weekend.

I hear a car spin its wheels. My eye catches a car nearly missing us as we turn the corner passing my old dance studio.

"HEY!" My foster dad yells. "IM GONNA-" I luckily find some ear phones in my bag and turn my music as high as it will go.

I'm not in the mood to hear his temper tantrum. The sun slips away and the moon slowly appears shinning brighter then ever.

We reach my new house I see no visitors are here. I tell my foster dad bye and he starts blabing about something else but its too late to hear.

I walk up our very long driveway, inside the front door, and go upstairs to my bedroom. I sit down on my bed as i check my phone . . . Nothing.

Not even one message. I have a feeling their talking without me. I'm not sure if thats true or not but thats how i feel. Unwanted, unloved, nobody cares. At least not yet.