Chapter 3

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Lucy and I are in the Kitchen making breakfast for the kids. I was cooking the eggs when my hand brushed past the hot pan and I burnt myself.

Addyson: OUCHHHHHH

Lucy: What's wrong?

Addyson: I burnt my hand on the pan

Lucy used to be a nurse before she decided to be a say at home mom. I ran my hand under cold water for ten minutes before Katie came down.

Katie: Mom?

Addyson: Yes

Katie: I was in the attic trying to find some coloured card for my school project which I didn't come across any but I saw 4 big boxes with your name on it and I looked inside and I counted 154 teddies. Did you collect them?

Addyson: Something like that

Lucy: I didn't know there was Teddies up there.

Katie: They each had a card with a number and Addyson and the date on it. Were you a collector

Addyson: Oh look at the time

Lucy: Why didn't I know anything about the teddies

Addyson: I don't know.

Katie: Aren't you going to tell us

Addyson: Probably not

Katie: Why not

Addyson: Its personal

Lucy: We are literally your family

Addyson: Too many painful memories.

Katie: Mom, mama and I want to know please

Lucy: We would never judge you know.

Addyson: I know

Lucy: You can't leave for work unless you talk

Addyson: Fine. Katie you know grandma isn't biologically related to me

Katie: Yea because you have famous bio parents

Addyson: um.... yea. Well before I adopted fully by them I was in the system in foster care until they adopted me when I was 10. Before that I went to hundreds of home but they always returned me because that's is what it is like in the system. The court does this things where if you are under ten to help with stress every time you come to a single family court hearing you get to pick out a teddy bear. Then you label your teddy number your name and the date. Basically how many teddies you have tells a foster parent how many time you have almost bee adopted or being returned. I cant remember exactly how many time I was returned because I wasn't good enough or I didn't look right until I was 10 and was finally adopted. All I can remember was that I went to family court 154 time before the age of ten when you stop getting teddies. In foster care I was hit, burned and verbally abused every day. No kid should have to go through what I did. I never had anyone to talk to or just cry. The reason I barely cry at my age now is because crying wasn't allowed and you would get hurt if you did. God forbid telling some one otherwise you would get more hurt. When my parents adopted me I was a ten year old who though the world was against her and that no body would love her or care for her or even keep her. I yelled at them and didn't listen to them and ran away because I had serious trust issues with letting people care for me. I always thought they were going to send me back but they never did. I had been there for a year already and they were so nice to me and they loved me so much. I give so much credit to them because without them I would of gone on a much darker path. I got pregnant with you Katie at 19. I was going to put you up for adoption but I knew the system and they weren't going to give a damn about you. So I worked my but off and made a life for you where you could be happy and be love and never once be scared to talk or to go home after school. You can tell how bad someone's foster care experience was by how many teddies they have. On average people get 40-50 teddies. I tripled that. My life wasn't that good and I would never wish that on anyone even someone who I hated.

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