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Post by witch on Jul 15, 2011 11:01:29 GMT 10
Dear Diary,
I know I should be sad but I'm not, could it be because I can't remember and all I feel in numb?
They've told me that I've lost my parents, I don't even remember their faces let alone their names. I should be scared that I'm all alone and I have no idea what my future brings but I'm more afraid of my face as I now look in the mirror.
They told me my burns would heal but all I see is a monster as do all the other little kids in this room. The doctors are nicer, I know it's only because they've seen it before for even the foster carer had a moment of shear shook when she first saw me.
I sit here day after day and I wish these were the times I could forget. I wish I could recall someone smiling at me and not out of pity.
The doctors say that they can do operations on my scares but that they'll always show, I don't see the point. My left hand will always course me problems thanks to the nerve damage they say I have and long clothing seems like the only true way to hide.
I hear them talking about me, I sometimes wonder what they say. Do they tell me all I need to know, or just what they think I should hear?
The foster carer says she's going to find me a new family, someone who'll look after me but that for now I'm going to stay with her.
I don't want to stay with a stranger, but since I have no family here anymore I guess I have no choice.
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