Chapter 3

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I just stood there, completely shattered I didn't know what to do anymore I was so tired of crying myself to sleep every night, yeah It's a complete shocker but I couldn't anymore I was done I wouldn't be myself anymore. I quietly walked out the room leaving the doctors confused I walked to the restroom and looked at myself in the mirror tears were flowing down my face, next thing I know my hand is bleeding glass is shattered on the floor I cried " IT'S ALL MY FAULT I SHOULDN'T HAVE WENT I SHOULDV'E JUST STAYED HOME!" Matt ran in and held me in his arms I couldn't stop crying "It's all my fault" I said as he rocked us back and forth he placed his hand on my cheek and rubbed lightly wanting me to calm down. 

*Couple days later*
Today I'm getting sent to a foster care system since I had no one to take care of me, well I did but they don't live close by so the people thought might as well put me in here. I groaned as I made my way into the door, a lady following behind. I looked around as I stopped in the middle of the hall a middle aged lady standing there with a smile plastered on her face, she walked over here to greet us. "Hi I'm Debby Hernandez and I will be your foster mom until people adopt you." she said and gave a warming smile. She showed me to my room and strangely they had bars covering the windows, I sat on the bed and looked outside the door to see the lady and my 'foster mom' talking but I couldn't make out the words.

I was getting ready for bed when Debby walked in "Since you have no tracking device on you and might run while I'm asleep I am going to have this door locked" she paused "If you need my knock on the wall I'm a light sleeper I will come open if you need anything." she walked out and locked the door I sighed "so much for freedom" 

I couldn't sleep at all I would constantly wake up, I got out of bed and knocked on the wall, moments later she opened the door "I need to use the bathroom." she sighed and said "Hurry back." I walked into the bathroom and saw that it had a window big enough for me to fit through. I climbed on the toilet and opened it up "Fresh air wouldn't hurt right." I took a deep breathe and jumped off the house was two stories high and since I'm bare foot it would hurt like hell. When I landed my feet slightly hurt but not a lot. For hours I was just thinking until a guy grabbed me oh no I thought this can't happen again. I ran and heard foots steps right on my tracks I ran for my life I was terrified to look back, someone grabs my wrist hard and I heard someone say " Hey come here you're passed curfew" I took a deep breathe to find a cop standing there I couldn't be more than happy. He lead me to his car and took be back to the foster home I didn't want to go back it was hell I had nothing to do I had to ask permission to even leave my room, it's horrible. 

Once we got to the house Debby ran out mad, "Where have you been!? I've been looking for you!" "I've only been gone for a few hours jeez. You know I like to NOT be locked in a room right?" I said back "You get back in that house now and go to your room." "You're not my mom or will ever be!" I screamed. 

*Couple years later*

By the time I was 15 I was in my sixth foster home it was hell so what is the point of going to these? This is the second year doing this stupid event, basically we just meet new families and see if they like us it's not like they're gonna wanna adopt us right then and there I just really don't wanna go. "Come on sweetie we gotta go" my foster mom screamed from downstairs. I slipped on my baby blue vans glanced at myself in the mirror in the hallway before I made my way downstairs. 

We arrived at our destination cars filled everywhere it seemed impossible to find a parking, but she seemed to find one we got out of the car and made our way inside.

A dreadful day passed and I only met a few families, I really loved this one family The Dallas family they were sweet people but I just have to wait for that one call they would have to make if they would wanna adopt me.

"Rhiannon can you come down here for a moment." my foster mom called from the hall. I ran downstairs to see the Dallas family strange I didn'tknow they came in "Uh how would you like to be adopted?" they asked, I couldn't hold in my excitement, I squealed I couldn't believe I was finally getting adopted. 

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