Walk of Shame

I start to make my way back to my room. Lots of different thoughts are swimming in my head right now. I can't believe this, I'm related to people who have abused, and neglected me. There is a choice of turning back, but dare I? Yet, I continue walking straight on. It feels like someone has ripped my heart out of my chest.

What will happen now? Will we continue living like this? Or will we play happy families? Only time will tell now. I guess I'll go up to my room, cower under my sheets, and listen to my Ipod. It's my only friend in the world. If that was taken away, I don't know what I would do. Probably, crawl under my bed and cry I suppose.

What about the others in this place? Dan? Matt? Beth? Tom? There like me, mistreated, unwanted and not cared for. What will happen to them? I find these mentors intimidating, half the time they get drunk and then tell us they are going to kill us. I've had enough of this, but there's nothing really I can do.

Well, I'm making my way up the steps now.

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