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    Foster Care Love – (Chapter: ch 1)

    Story written on September 11, 2007 by dawniekey.
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    I was walking home from one of my friends house, pissed at what just happened when a car pulled up beside me, sighing I hoped in, but before we get to my story let me introduce you to my family.

     

    My mother, Paula Carlin, born and raised Catholic with blond hair and blue eyes grew up to be a doctor but she’s really cool most of the time, laid back and hippie I guess is the word, goes to the beat of her own tune that would probably be why she married my father, Arthur.

     

    He is an artist, world known too, paints and does murals and a lot of other things. He was an all American boy in high school, football captain getting good grades but one day it all changed when he found his first love cheating on him so he quit the football team and started taking art. He met my mom in college as freshman, they married their sophomore year everyone said it was too early and that they were too young but it didn’t stop them.

     

    I was born in their senior year; both took turns my mom went to classes every Monday, Wednesday and Friday. My dad attended classes Tuesday, Thursday and Saturday than they were all mine on Sunday. But they weren’t, all mine that is. I was born premature see and not a lot of oxygen got to my brain, I’m not stupid or brain damaged or anything but I don’t know, I was also born with blond hair and blue eyes like my mom and they just assumed I was this ditsy kid, not good for anything.

     

    Most of the time I stayed in my play pen while they hung out with each other or a baby sitter watched me while they went out on dates and had fun. I didn’t get a lot of hugs and kiss but eh you know it didn’t matter or at least I didn’t think it did until I was two years old and they brought this five year old boy home, he looked a lot like my mom and me. His name was Glen. My parents told me best they could to a two year old that he was a foster child and would be living with us for a while.

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