The Past Is my Past I would always lurn from it but now I know I have to let booth in ang left us alone for that I was grate full.
My mom and dad left me, I thought for the longest time that they would come back. That russ and I would open our chrismas presents. When the social workers came after Russ left. I knnew that I would never belong any were.
My first home the Jensons.
I met Andy he was a nehbor nice. Would help me out if I needed it.
It turned out that I did and he turned out to be the bet guy/freind that you would need if you needed a ride yes he had a car. Nice one too.
The Jensons where assholes. I lurned the hard way they were my first mark on my shoes my list. A constont reminder that, I was a foster. I only stayed there a week.
Tim and Kitty Jenson:
Early thirtys had 5 fosters.
One boy that they would lock up when he didnt fit in as one would say. He never was home I only remember that night that I left, of seeing him. The soc's came and took us girls away. After Kitty had her husban rape two of us in front of us and beat the boy. She put me in the freazer for two hours. Only to be found and moved 3 hours later. Lucky it was turned off. Not so much cuse she put scolding hot water in it be for me.
Next was the Kenstons: Alex and David
Late thirty's one foster othere than me was there. He was Jay Branton. This is were you can never trust anyone.
When the soc's found me I was tied to a tree out side fresh brusing and two broken legs, from the cop that found me said I shoud have been dead.
My thrid home was a sport groop home full of girls.
It continues down the road for a year and I jumped around a lot.
I wasnt like noel she has been to 153 homes in her intire life. Ever since she was born. With no name to her till I met her. Only a number, the date that they found her on a door steps of the new york orfanige. She was sent to a home in foster care after her first year living. for as long as i have known her shes been fighting for some thing some one , any thing to keep her alive. now she has Ryan, me, and Andy. her familey. In everyway. She's my sister protector and best freind. Ryan is my brother, protector and Freind. Andy is like my brother he would do any thing for the three of us. He remindes me of blake some times and other tin=mes he can be like Ryan. Sirous, when the times call for it. You can always count on him to liten the mood when everything is stresed.
We met Mac, after we had the boys. didnt know who to trust. still dont.
He erned our trust. Later opened a shelter for thouse that had a bad time at homes. Every home you get a password and a saying so we know who has you and how long you have till some one.
James Carter home for girls and boys for lost soals like me and noel. We Met Ryan there. He was our protector in many ways.
When we first met Ryan we didnt know we could trust him but in time we did he help us get a way in most situations when we would need help when noel was strugling for breaths, tryinng to say alive after a sevear beating.
Theirs more to my past but its still hiden though these memories. Of mine that are under lock and key.
Though out the years I let people in but, In the past and now I still face hart break. Some like Angula, Booth, Zack. when max came back. Russ. When Booth died and came back. Noel, Ryan, Alakay, Davie, and Nicky. When Kevan died. My hart brakes when they fall when they leave me alone. I fall. I brake. I....
Sweets reminds me on connor he was a foster noel had said he lived as their son but was beaten and molested as a child. Noel was paced there and she took the boy of five year's and brought him to the hospital. She was ten. He was placed in a good home she on the other hand was lost in the system.
A number.
A diget.
A lost one.
A ghost.
A FOSTER.
Hay sorry for my latness in the chapter i benn realy bizy the past weeks.
And i seen to much of hospitals doctors.
Next chapter will be made up soon.
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