It's been a week since Amanda took Mollianne in, and every since then Mollianne has been pushing Amanda away. On Monday, Amanda got called to Mollianne's school by the principal. Then Amanda drove to her foster daughter's school. When she arrived and walked into the principal's office.
"Please Miss Rollins, have a seat." The principal said
Amanda sat down, "What's this about?"
"Well Mollianne has been having some trouble focusing and concentrating in class, and she has been falling asleep in class lately." The principal explained
Amanda nodded, "Well she has been through a lot, and I only took her in a week ago. I haven't even had time to read through all the pages of her file to know the extent of what she has been though." Then Amanda added, "Ever since I took her in she has been having dreams about the day her and her sister were separated."
"Just work with her and for today I think it would be best if you took Mollianne home to rest. She's really tired and it shows." The principal replied
Amanda nodded again, "Okay I will. Thanks."
Then Amanda walked outside of the office and said to Mollianne, "Come on, let's go."
Mollianne stood up and walked out with her foster mother. When they got home and Amanda and Mollianne were walking in the front door.
"Mollie, sweetie, I'd like you to go take a nap." Amanda said gently
Mollianne rolled her eyes, "You can't tell me what to do. You're not my mom." Then she walked over and sat on the couch.
Amanda sighed, "Mollie, you're tired. Go take a nap."
"I'm not tired, Amanda! Now leave me alone." Mollianne yelled as she started to walk toward the front door.
Amanda ran over and blocked the front door, "Don't you dare. This is so unlike you, Mollianne."
"Ugh! You don't know anything about me." Mollianne shouted
"What is it that you want from me? How can I help you?" Amanda asked while trying to remain calm
"You can't help me, Amanda. You can't bring her to me." Mollianne replied yelling
"Bring who to you, sweetie? Who is it you want?" Amanda asked calmly
Mollianne sighed and yelled, "My mommy." Then Mollianne ran to her room and slammed the door. She laid down on her bed and cried.
Amanda sighed sadly. She didn't realize that being a foster parent would be this difficult. Plus she felt bad about the argument that she and Mollianne just had.
Amanda walked to Mollianne's room and knocked on the door, "Mollie, sweetie, can I come in?"
"No!" Mollianne shouted thoug tears "I hate you and I wish I wasn't here. I wish I was with my mommy."
Amanda sighed, "Okay but if you decide you'd like to talk I'll be in the living room."
Mollianne didn't reply. She just continued crying until eventually she had cried herself to sleep.