Blood and abuse

It was a dark, gloomy day in Pojiama as mom and dad backed my things to go as they can barely afford paying bills, buying food, and providing water. They didn't want to say goodbye, but they knew that for my sake, it was for the best.

Mom and dad couldn't care for a daughter if they can barely afford the natural essentials that keep you alive in life because they can turn their back for one minute and I could be dead, that's how bad it could be.

They know that I will find a family that will love and care for me like they did.

Mom gave me a hug goodbye before I got into the car that would take me away from home that I never knew that I would one day desiderate.