Feel Un-wanted
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  • Reads 6,475
  • Votes 326
  • Parts 58
  • Time 4h 2m
Complete, First published May 01, 2016
Mature
I was put in a foster home when I 8 years old. My mother died at birth so I stayed with my grandma until she past when I was eight. I been put in then takin out of more foster homes than I can count, I never stayed longer than 2 months. All the people I been with never wanted me. I don't know why. All I wanted was a family to love me and they all gave me back to the state and the state put me in another home. Finally this lady kept me but  just for the money. Im 18 years old and im now out the system and out on my own.
  
  (I accidentally put the name Taylor. I tried to find where I did that yet and replace that name with Mya) 
p.s. There is a lot of mistakes to bare but with me or keep it pushing
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42 parts Complete Mature

10 years. 10 years of hating Griffin Taylor. Luckily for me, he lives hundreds of miles away and I very rarely have to handle the knowledge he's in town for his 48 hour visits. Some supposed best friend he turned out to be. Mum and dad would have screamed at him for hours for missing the things he did. Though, Griffin Taylor never did care about other people's feelings. I always thought I wasn't apart of that rule. That I was different to him. His best friend. His rock. No call. No text, no message through his mum or his brother. Nothing. Mine and Piper's world collapsed from under us. Total strangers on the outskirts of town showed their love and support. But Griffin? He showed up 18 months later with barely a word before taking another life altering phone call. Ass. Now, 6 years after I last had the pleasure of being in his almighty presence, Piper made the overwhelming, stupid decision to invite him to her wedding. It's fine. He'll be here for his usual 48 hours and I'll find a million things to keep me out of his way so I'll barely see him. It's fine. Not a problem. I can handle it. Piper wants him here, Piper wants her family here and I guess, with no one else, the Taylor's are family. For Piper I'll keep my thoughts to myself, I'll smile and I'll be the good Christian I am. But as far as I care, Griffin Taylor can rot. In. Hell.