Thinking & The Wondering

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Gemma POV
I couldn't sleep all night because I couldn't stop thinking about what Dr. Delsa said yesterday about my Auntie putting me up for foster care the words kept running through my head " Your Auntie is putting u up for Foster Care" to be honest I kinda saw that coming but at the same time wasn't expecting it like I know why my Auntie doesn't really want me i'm mess up. As growing up people or I mean parents abandon me most likely my birth mom I don't know what happened to her all I know is that she's not here, after my last foster parents my Auntie Lucy discovered me I guess I don't know how the heck she found but I'm pretty maybe mom told her I think anyways what did she get me that's what I been wondering is why did my Auntie pit me in her life? That's what I been wanting to know.

I also been wondering who's my father? I asked my Auntie a few times if she knew my father but she says "no" she doesn't know and I ask her does she know where's my mom she says "no" but I'm thinking she has to know where's my mom because how the hell she found me did she look me up or something while thinking something crept up my spine I don't know why I was thinking this but this pop up my mind has my Auntie Lucy been following me for those 6 years of my life? man thinking about it creeps me out like if she did than she's hell of creepy but I also wanna know why she had been following me in the foster care system?. Probably she didn't want my mom to sent me away or something? Through out the 9 years of my life I been a shitty for my Auntie probably that's why she's setting me back to the foster care system and I don't blame her but she's also been shitty to me throughout the years she'll yell at me for no reason she'll hit me for no reason.

She comes home all drunk it's became like a routine for her yell hit go to work gets drunk for 4 hours comes home goes a wire throws up everywhere and falls to the couch to get a hangover for tmr so it became a routine for her, for me I just try to avoid by running around the neighborhood get a few cigarettes for the liquor store sat at the parking lot and y'know smoke wait till 1:25 am that's when Miss drunky falls asleep so that's what I do when she's at home during the night well I don't just do the same thing I do others things but I yet going to say all of it.

Well right now I'm at my little prison room they have me here they said I couldn't leave my prison till 10:00 so that's awesome there's literally nothing to do in here just think and just to say that's the worst thing that these people could do but y'know they're smarter than. These people are kinda mess up because they have my hand cuffed so that's another awesome thing that i could add on the list for these people, I hear the door open but very harshly open and end up being being a boy he kinda looks like my age he has dirty blonde hair the hairstyle is like teen Harry styles hair green eyes pale skin a little skin his tall he looks like his probably at least 6'1 i can't tell because i'm cuffed so I couldn't see how tall only facial and a little of his body but overall can not see how tall he is, oh snap i think his walking up to me or my bed which ever "hey I'm Wyatt sorry about my entrance."

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