Dec 28
If you have ever had the misfortune of living in an unpleasant sorrounding or living in an insitute then you know what I feel like sometimes.
Do you wake up in the morning and wonder where you are?
It is something that I still do and I wonder where I am.
I have this dreadful fear of waking up to the sound of my grandfather shouting at me and telling me how much he hates me or waking up to find my foster father standing over me biting my face and then I find myself in my lovely home and I just say thank you God for keeping me safe.