I lived in a foster home for a year before my grandmother took me in at age 4. I then lived with her for the next 7 years.i was not allowed to speak to other children, go outside or even look out the windows.doing so resulted in the belt and a slap across the face, another if my nose bled.when I was 5 I thought that the helicopters and planes you'd hear fly by could see through the rooftops is I would try to look dead in hopes that they would come to investigate and take me away. I still struggle with all of it, 11 years later.i'm terrified of everything. I don't know how to speak to people face to face.i just hide in my bed wishing I could bring myself to do stuff.somehow I've managed to get a job and hold it for 4 years now; at least it forces me out of the house for a few hours.
Dorkette Dorkette
22-25, F
1 Response May 8, 2012

Dorkette i feel very sorry about this..I also had a sad childhood...But i Know that our life doesnot finish in our childhood.We have a big life to live .you have to be strong and build you're future..Time is precious don't spend it thinking too much on anything that makes you sad....:)