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Katie

THEY WERE SO EXCITED ABOUT GETTING A FOSTER CHILD. CHILDREN CAN BE MILD OR A LITTLE WILD. FOR HER THEY LONGED, BUT IN SO MANY WAYS SHE DIDN’T BELONG. SHE WAS SAD ALL THE TIME AND THEY DIDN’T KNOW WHY. SHE WAS ALWAYS QUIET SO THE THOUGHT SHE WAS SHY. KATIE COULDN’T LOOK THEM IN THE EYE. EVERY NIGHT THEY HEARD HER CRY. THEY DIDN’T REALIZE DEEP DOWN SHE WANTED TO DIE. SHE WOULDN’T BATHE OF BRUSH HER HAIRE. TRULY, SHE DIDN’T CARE. SHE’D SIT BY HERSELF AND OFF IN SPACE SHE WOULD STARE. SHE DIDN’T HAVE FRIENDS AND KIDS CALLED HER NAMES. SHE WAS A VICTIM THE FIST DAY SHE CAME. HER PARENTS DIDN’T KNOW WHO TO BLAME. THEY BARRIED THEIR HEADS IN SHAME. THEY DID EVERTHING THEY COULD TO BRING HER OUT, BUT THEY DIDN’T KNOW WHAT THE DISTANCE WAS ABOUT. THEY TALKED ABOUT TAKING HER BACK TO THE HOME, AND THEN SHE FELT EVEN MORE ALONE. SHE WORE LONG SLEEVE SHIRTS TO HIDE WHERE SHE CUT HER ARMS, AND CAUSED SO MUCH HARM. KATIE WAS FAILING EITH GRADE AND MOSTLY WENT ASTRAY. SHE WENT TO THE HOSPITAL BECAUSE SHE WOULDN’T EAT. SHE WAS BONES ALL THE WAY TO HER FEET. AT FOURTEEN HER PARENTS FOUND HER DEAD. SHE USED HER DADS GUN AND PUT A BULLET IN HER HEAD. IT WASN’T TILL LATER THEY FOUND OUT WHAT HER SUICIDE WAS TRULY ABOUT. KATIE WAS RAPED BY HER FATHER TILL SHE WAS TEN, SHE WAS DEAD BEFORE SHE COULD BEGIN. HER MOTHER WAS AN ACHOLIC DRUGGIE WHO LOVED WITH HER FIST AND ENDED UP SLITTING HER WRIST. KATIE WAS FOUND UNDERWEIGHT AND ALMOST AT HER FINAL FATE. SHE HAD TORN CLOTHES AN NAPPY HAIRE. THE SOCIAL WORKER SAID LIFE JUST WASN’T FAIR. SO BEFORE YOU JUDGE A PERSON ON HOW THEY APEAR TO BE, REMEMBER KATIE. EVERYONE HAS A STORY INCLUDING ME.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005




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