Help Me God

Tim walked out of his family of a 4 year old and his loving wife. Kaylee, distraught over the loss of her husband shot her child and then herself.
I am that 4 year old. Or used to be anyways. It has been 11 years since then and i have since been placed into foster care. Now dont start feeling bad for me. Im fine. I am often high on weed and tripping on LSD. I mean what else am I suppose to do all day? That is until I move to Annysville Kentucky. The countriest place I have ever been. I met my new foster Family, the Dodgers, and my new friends, Allyson and everybody else at church. Then there is also a him. Lucas. He goes to school with me. He goes to the same church with me, not that I like church i mean what kind of God puts a 4 year old through that? But will he be the change everyone hopes to see in me? Or will this just be another foster family added to the long list of previous ones?
Will Scarlet be saved and change or remain lost?