Freddie died from internal bleeding in his brain, it had started the last time Greg hit him. The doctors didn't see it because it was so insignificant at first, then his foster brothers kicked him down and beat the crap out of him and it got worse. He died the same way he lived, being hurt. And he was alone. They're in juvie now. It was a privatized home, something that Callie has been working hard to demolish.

We had a funeral for him, it was just us me and my family. He said himself that we were the last in our family, and he didn't have any friends. I read a poem, I wrote it actually, but I just told everyone that I found it online. I wish I had called him sooner, but as I've learned recently, there's no point dwelling on things in the past. But I won't forget him, I won't forget any of it.

"That was beautiful, what you said," Mama says. "He would have loved it." She kisses my head as we get home.

"Thank you. I'm gonna go get changed." The other kids and I all put our pajamas on, then we sit around the kitchen table.

"Have you thought about what you're going to do with the money?" Jude asks.

"Actually, yes, some of it is for you guys," I say to moms. "For all the medical bills, the clothes, everything." I hand them a cheque.

"Oh Gracie, that's so kind of you." Mom hugs me from behind.

"And the rest is for Fost&Found." I turn to my sister. "I want it to be used for something important, something for Freddie. And I want to start a charity, everything is worked out. I've talked to the Quinn's about it, we're having a sort of launch party thing at their house, the money will split between everything Fost&Found advocates for and a new charity called The Freddie Foundation." I tell Jude, "The money will be used for the website and go towards Jack's Law, we'll have fundraisers, benefit concerts and things like that. There will be a page on Fost&Found for foster kids to go directly to the website and make a request for a claim. Mariana's been helping me."

"I'm so proud of you, love." Moms are practically crying.

"I'm just doing what he would have wanted. He wanted to be a social worker and make a difference in the world." I tell my family. "Although, I did save some money for something pretty cool." The doorbell rings. "That'll be the delivery men now." Moms go and answer the door and a few seconds later, two guys are walking through to go in the garden with a huge box, "Close the blinds, I want it to be a surprise when it's done." They all make guesses about what it is, but they're all wrong.

"Give us a clue, Gracie," Jesus begs.

"Well, I can't use it yet because of my leg,"

"That's your clue?" Jude makes fun of me.

"Fine, um, I was jumping for joy when I ordered it."

"Oh my God, I know what it is!" Jesus gets up and peeks through the blinds. "Holy moly." He looks at me.

"It's done." The delivery guys leave.

"Come on, let us see!" They all start pushing past each other to get outside.

"Oh my God!" Mama says.

"You got a trampoline?!" Mariana climbs on to it.

"Correction, we got a trampoline." Moms help me up through the net of the huge trampoline and I lie down as they all jump around me.

"This is the coolest thing ever, Gracie you're officially off the hook for all my future birthday and Christmas presents!" Jude says as he flips back and forth.

We all have hours of fun bouncing around, well mom mostly watches, she says women who've given birth aren't built for bouncing, even if it was eighteen years ago. I feel good, and I feel good knowing the majority of the money is going to a good cause. As for the family heirlooms I was given, I'm saving them for an auction, that money will go to The Freddie Foundation too. She did leave a car for me, though, it seemed silly to sell it on, so I've kept that. There's a lot of people living under this roof, another car can be very useful to all of us.

After our family time, I go to my room to start writing my speech for the launch party, I know exactly what I'm going to say.