Chapter 2
August, 2000
I have always been alone so I am use to being lonely.
At Fosters I always see kids come and go. Seeing kids looking so happy because they have found a home, I so longed to hold the hand of a new mother and father to take me away but I never even got the chance at least to look at couples as they walked in.
Ms. Thompson with her disgustingly greasy face, once told me that when people came that I was to hide because my ugly face and bad manners would scare off the parents and I would ruin it for the other kids.
She said that she would do anything to get rid of me. Even though...
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