I had bounced around from home to home for years. After my mom tried to kill me. I could never stay in one home too long, I was too much trouble. A bad influence they said! Well I guess they were right. I have never been able to be me so I have retreated into what you could call a shell, I don't talk to people often, I find that it requires too much work, especially when it comes to explaining my past and my future. What would i be? I knew what I wouldn't be. I wouldn't be some successful woman, I am sure I will end up as a teen mom. What else is there to be when your as screwed up as I am?
Today I am heading to a new place, I knew I wouldn't stay long. Who would want a social outcast like me? No one. My old foster parents were driving me there now. I clutched my ipod in my hands tightly. I had gotten the ipod as a Christmas gift from my grandmother this year, it was a life saver. I currently was listening to Aerosmith's Sick As A dog and I was trying to drown everyone out. It was definitely working. The music was so loud I couldn't hear myself think which was good because if I did I would get even more angry. Why me? Why did this always happen to me? I smiled despite how horrid I was feeling, I was remembering the one time I met the band. I had even snuck backstage., it did lead to a disaster. Soemthing I never want to happen again. It will always be a night I regret. I was jolted out of my memories when they pulled up to the house dropped my two bags off and shoved me out, they drove away quickly and I picked up my bags and walked to the door.
Today I am heading to a new place, I knew I wouldn't stay long. Who would want a social outcast like me? No one. My old foster parents were driving me there now. I clutched my ipod in my hands tightly. I had gotten the ipod as a Christmas gift from my grandmother this year, it was a life saver. I currently was listening to Aerosmith's Sick As A dog and I was trying to drown everyone out. It was definitely working. The music was so loud I couldn't hear myself think which was good because if I did I would get even more angry. Why me? Why did this always happen to me? I smiled despite how horrid I was feeling, I was remembering the one time I met the band. I had even snuck backstage., it did lead to a disaster. Soemthing I never want to happen again. It will always be a night I regret. I was jolted out of my memories when they pulled up to the house dropped my two bags off and shoved me out, they drove away quickly and I picked up my bags and walked to the door.