Chapter 4 Child Protective Services

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When I woke up I was in a hospital bed with all these wires attached to me. This made me panic because my arms were completely exposed. I hope that they don't keep me here because of that.

"What the hell, when did I get here?"

"Oh your awake, Hi I'm Mary Smith"

"Hi?"

"I'm a social worker and it has been brought to my attention that some things have been going on in your house"

"Whatever I'm leaving and where's Amy?"

"She's in the next room. Sorry but you can't leave, your hurt"

"Watch me"
I start pulling out the wires and get up. Then a doctor comes and tells me to sit back down. I of course don't listen and put my shoes on. I try to walk over to Amy but the social worker stops me.

"You can't leave your hurt"

"Like I said before, watch me"

"Your not old enough to make that decision"

"I need to get my sister so excuse me"

I walk around her and up to Amy. She looks worse than me but she's awake too. I whisper to her.

"We need to go there's a social worker over there"

"Shit ok let's go"

Amy puts her shoes on and her jacket.

"You can't leave"

"Lady do you want to start a fight or what"

Then a police officer walks up to us.

"Sorry young ladies but your going to have to come with us."

I look at Amy and she looks at me. We both make a run for it and manage to escape considering our injuries. I call Avery and she picks us up.

"What were you guys doing there?"

Amy speaks for me.

"We were at the hospital. Dad died"

"I know but he wasn't at that hospital"

Then I speak.

"It was mom, she was happy that dad died"

"Yeah she kicked our asses"

"So that's why you were in the hospital?"

"Yeah" Amy says.

"And now a fricken Social Worker is after us"

And just as I said that a police car pulled us over. I could tell it was the police officer from the hospital.

"Damn it what are we going to do"

"Nothing" Avery says.

"BUT THEY'LL TAKE US!!!" I say.

"Well what do you want me to do run from the cops!?!"

"Uh YEAH"

"I'm not going to do that"

Then the police officer walks up to the car and asks for Avery's ID. Me and Amy keep are heads down hoping he won't notice us.

"Your free to go"

We all sigh a sigh of relief.

"You can but you two are coming with me. We reluctantly get out the car and I see Avery tear up a little as the officer tells her to go. I go silent but Amy does the talking.

"Where are you going to take us?"

"To a foster home"

"She's our family and she has her own place"

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