When you are treated the same for so long you get used to it. When you get told the same things over and over again, it becomes the only thing you believe. You stay in one place for what seems like forever, you never think that you will get the chance to leave. Name ~ Clary Blake Age ~ 15 Gender ~ Female Hight ~ 5'5 Hair Color ~ Varies Eye Color ~ Green Under Care of RFH ~ 11 Years Homes ~ 15 Notes~ Clary has been under the care of the Redman Foster Home since she was 5. Parents were in a car accident, and did not survive. No further relatives. Has had 8 foster homes, none kept her longer that 3 months. She does not get alone with any of the other girls that are here. She is very stubborn and gets into many fights. Has had signs of heavy depression My file says I don't get along with anyone, which is a lie. I get along just fine with Eliot. I do not get in fights, the girls beat me up, and I never get the chance to fight back because I am always out numbered. My parents died when I was 5 and so I got stuck in this hell hole. I have faint memories of my mom and dad. I wish they wouldn't have died. From what I can remember we were a very happy family. I would rather much stay here than go to a foster home. It is not that the people are shit, I just don't like being with anyone. Eliot is the only person I feel comfortable around. The only thing that is true in my file is the depression, I was ok until the age of 10 that's when the bulling started. Getting called names, and put down. After 6 years of being told the exact something over and over again, you start to believe it. But a group of 5 guy's changed that and I have them to thank. Getting adopted by my saviors was the one thing that turned my life around.All Rights Reserved