P3 plus me

My whole life my past has been a blank page. I grew up in the system bouncing from foster home to foster home, idk why but strange things always happen around me. They couldn't deal with me anymore so they decided a group home was my best bet. When I turned 18 I was thrown to the big bad world with nothing but the old box and blanket I was thrown away with in the first place. Stripping was how I survived and my best friend was how I stayed sane.
Life's funny sometimes, I never thought at 22 I'd be rummaging through a box in my attic and find a letter from my birth mother. The letter expressed her love for me and said that she gave me up to keep me safe... safe from what? At the bottom of the letter is an address and name. 1329 Prescott lane
Penny Halliwell
I have questions, maybe she'll have answers.