Secrets of the Devils daughter

I guess you could say I had a dark childhood. Being a foster child isn't easy and always fearing rejection. My dad was killed by a drug dealer and my mom I never knew her. She wrote me notes at times but, she didn't call or visit. Maybe it's better like that I guess. I went to a public school all my life and those are brutal. The kids called me crack baby, meth girl, and Mary Jane. No one wanted to hang out with the foster kid so I was usually by myself. I had a lot of time to think of things and I got close to my "step brother". My foster mom was kind of mean to us. She would punch us and pull my hair. My dad was very nice to us but they were getting a divorce. So u guess we're in trouble if she gets custody.