Do not even know what a normal family life . I was adopted when I was six. My mom could not take care of me properly, as she mental illness that makes her a little crazy from time to time , and she also drank quite a bit. I do not know what happened with my dad - I never knew him. So I had to stay with foster parents or in an orphanage to give my mother some time to rehab . While orphanages are good, they are not the best places to live . Mates are always nice and friendly , but you're surrounded by strangers. I must sometimes share a room, and if you do not get along with another girl , it's not very funny. Also, I never know how long I'm going to be here , so I should just keep your makeup in a suitcase under the bed. I had some good foster parents , but nothing else for a long time does not last . If my mother well, I 'm with her, but we only have a small apartment , and I feel that I - is the one who manages it. I'm worried about whether the accounts are paid and to make sure that we go shopping for food. Mom is in the hospital for a long time , so I understand that it will not always be able to take care of me . Doreen , one of my foster mom was a nurse , and she explained to me that my mother is not in order. It helped , because when I was little, I felt that my mother just did not want me . Now I know it was because of her illness. My life is good to some extent. I go to the same school , and I have good friends. Obviously, I feel a little jealous of him when I go to them for a cup of tea. They have a nice place to live , a good family , but they really do not appreciate this - they complain about them all the time! My friend Michelle wanted me to go and live with her, but it's not so easy . For starters, I could not leave my mother alone . When she's healthy, I should be with her . It would be nice if I had a brother or sister , then - at least then I would have someone around all the time. I'm fed up , being independent . I think that Michelle feels sorry for me that I live in different places all the time, but it is so because it is - what I'm used to , it does not seem too bad. I still have my mom , I have my friends , and I know all the staff in the homes . It's not like the fact that I am completely alone in the world. When I leave school I'm going to get a job and get a nice apartment for mom and live in it . Then I'll be able to hang my pictures and get my makeup because I know for sure that I'm here to stay ...
I have a house. It has three floors and wonderful garden. We have got 5 rooms and I have got my own room. There are a lot of good thigs. There are a lot of furniture.In the corner of the room there is my table there I do homework. There is a wadrobe near the wall and there are a lot of pictures on the wall. We also have living room and there is big tv set and comfortable sofa. In the kitchen we have got a lot of modern devices. There is big frige , beautiful dishes and there is nice stove. Also there is beautiful view from the window. I love my house.
While orphanages are good, they are not the best places to live . Mates are always nice and friendly , but you're surrounded by strangers. I must sometimes share a room, and if you do not get along with another girl , it's not very funny. Also, I never know how long I'm going to be here , so I should just keep your makeup in a suitcase under the bed.
I had some good foster parents , but nothing else for a long time does not last . If my mother well, I 'm with her, but we only have a small apartment , and I feel that I - is the one who manages it. I'm worried about whether the accounts are paid and to make sure that we go shopping for food. Mom is in the hospital for a long time , so I understand that it will not always be able to take care of me . Doreen , one of my foster mom was a nurse , and she explained to me that my mother is not in order. It helped , because when I was little, I felt that my mother just did not want me . Now I know it was because of her illness.
My life is good to some extent. I go to the same school , and I have good friends. Obviously, I feel a little jealous of him when I go to them for a cup of tea. They have a nice place to live , a good family , but they really do not appreciate this - they complain about them all the time! My friend Michelle wanted me to go and live with her, but it's not so easy . For starters, I could not leave my mother alone . When she's healthy, I should be with her .
It would be nice if I had a brother or sister , then - at least then I would have someone around all the time. I'm fed up , being independent .
I think that Michelle feels sorry for me that I live in different places all the time, but it is so because it is - what I'm used to , it does not seem too bad. I still have my mom , I have my friends , and I know all the staff in the homes . It's not like the fact that I am completely alone in the world.
When I leave school I'm going to get a job and get a nice apartment for mom and live in it . Then I'll be able to hang my pictures and get my makeup because I know for sure that I'm here to stay ...