My death

Where will I go?

" You should stay here for a few nights until we can find out where your permanent home will be." stated Mrs.Jones. she got up and walked quickly with her high heels tapping the hardwood floor over to the closet. she got out a blanket and pillow. She made a mini bed on the couch in like 5 minutes. there was a knock at the door and then a 12 year old boy came in. I was assuming that it was John because Mrs.Jones didn't seem startled. he had long dark hair, big brown eyes, and tan skin. Lets just say he looks like the kind of guy to be in a boy band. He walked right passed me and down a hall and into a blue room.
Mrs.Jones then got up from her knees and walked over to me brushing her hand off with the other like she just did something that made her feel accomplished. She smiled at me and said...
" You'll be fine here for now." She walked over to the stove and began cooking a feast for dinner. I stayed where I was because I didn't know what else to do... I was a 9 year old in a strangers house. the only one I knew here was Officer Jones, and he was busy locking my mom up. my thoughts were interrupted by a knock at the door. Mrs.Jones speeds over to get it. Officer Jones stood at the door hugging his wife. he came in and sat down on the couch beside the bed. He motioned for me to come sit with him and talk. I really didn't feel like talking about my mom or anything that happened today.
" What do you want?" Officer Jones said with a serious look on his face.
"Huh?" I said confused with the question. he knew I wanted to be home with my drug free loving mom, but I knew that wasn't an option. I shrugged my shoulder not knowing any other option. All I knew is that I didn't want to live with a crackhead drug attic.
" Well I want to be happy and that's all I know... but it's kinda hard to be happy when your dad is dead and your moms in prison." I said for the first time opening up my feelings I him.
"Dinner time!" called Mrs.Jones. we walked into the dinning room smelling everything at once. I closed my Eyes to smell the great smell of chicken...i opened my eves and looked at the most food I've ever seen in my life! there was chicken, corn, potatoes, Mac and cheese... and even more! we all say down and said the blessings so we could eat. ...Amen! I dug in and enjoyed all the food I could get. After dinner I was so full I could barely walk to my bed. I was going to shower in the morning so I went straight to bed. I closed my eyes thinking of what had happened today. Do I live here now? My thought were interrupted when Mrs.Jones screamed.
" What are you doing!!! you have to have pajamas! I'll get you an old pair of johns." She runs quickly to to her sons room. I sat there surprised at how much some one could care...I guess I got used to people leaving and hating me. she quickly returned with green soft pajamas. I went to the bathroom to change. as I came out I felt like it was home... but I then took in the fact that I don't have a home or a family.
I laid down on the couch mrs.jones made perfectly, and I thought about my brothers and sisters as I laid alone in the dark room. where are they? Where they out on the side of the road? are they at another home? Will I see them again? I then dosed off to sleep...dreaming.