| Just a Kid Myself My name is Amanda and I 'm 15 years old. I started running away when I was 10 or 11. It all started when my mom started drinking again, I couldn't take it anymore, she just kept leaving me with my brothers and sister. How? I kept asking myself, would I take care of them, when I was just a kid myself. When I left on my sister's 4th birthday and I was 10, my mom cried and cried, she said that she wished I was home every time I called. I asked her if she would give me my life and childhood back if I came home and she promised. Promises only last for so long, as soon as I came home my mom left that night, and stayed gone for 3 days. I didn't know what to do so I sent my siblings into a store to get something and then I left. What else could I do? There was nothing else. I stayed gone for eight whole months living with a 23 year old guy and his two friends which were both guys, how stupid could I be??? These guys I thought were helping me, and I thought I was helping them by paying them with sex!!! That was dumb of me, as soon as all of them wanted it at once and I wouldn't give it to them they kicked me out. I had nothing 2 do, so I went home and when I walked up to the door the cops were there. I was wondering what had happened and when I walked in my mom said to the cop, there she is. I was thinking why would she wait for almost a year to finally notify the police? I have to say after all the time I never did alot of drugs, although I did pop pills and rarely went to school. The cops locked me up that night because my mom didn't want me there because she thought she would hurt me. She finally came and got me two days later, the same day we got into a fight and I hit her, and got charged with domestic violence. She didn't press charges on me and came and got me again. The next day we got into a fight again, and that's when I finally went to the juvenile center because they didn't want to put up with me anymore. I spent 8 weeks there and when they thought I was gonna git out, my mom no longer wanted me. So my Probation Officer put me in shelter care where I am at now. I will be 16 years old in two months and have been in foster care for almost two years. My mom wants nothing to do with me and hasn't contacted me in over 5 months. My life has been so complicated but now I have excepted God as my personal savior and father. I love him with all of my heart!!!!!! And could never thinking of going back to the life I came from. I love my foster parents sooooooo much, and I don't even consider them as my foster parents anymore, I consider them as my parents that love and care for me very much. They've been here for me more in the past 2 years than my biological mother has in 10-11 years. Here's
my message. If you're being abused or anything, don't take the matter
into your own hands and run away, let someone help you like I got help.
Thanx so much for taking the time out to read this.
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