WHY?
Hi, I’m Melisa. I’m 13 and in 7th grade. When I was only 6 my parents died in a car accident on the way to pick me up from school on my birthday. I don’t remember them, but ever since then I’ve been moving from foster home to foster home. My life isn’t fair. Sometimes I feel so scared, lonely, and angry that I just want to run away to a different life. No one in my life cares about me; and everyone makes fun of me at school because my clothing has holes and my shoes are dirty.
Why me? Why can’t this happen to one of those mean kids at school? Sometimes I’m jealous of them, because they get to live in a stable home with people who care about them. They will sometimes tease me about that, also. A girl in the 8th grade will sometimes stand up for me, but she isn’t really my friend. The kids who don’t make fun of me, are too scared to stand up for me because they think if they do, people won’t want to be their friends because they stood up for me.
Now I am living in a small house with 5 other orphans like me and a mean foster mother named Viccy, who is supposed to be taking care of us. Why here? There was one foster house I did like . The foster mother taking care of us was named Sue. She was very nice and was like a mother to me. But she lost her job and and her house got foreclosed on when I was 10. So, me and the other children there – we had to be moved to other foster houses. But I always wonder why I couldn’t be moved to a house with a lady like Sue.
Why now? Why couldn’t my parents have died when I was over 18 so I wouldn’t have to live a life like this. I would be able to have adult figures who wouldn’t just disappear when I needed them when I was a child. If my parents hadn’t died when I was young, I wouldn’t have to feel this great sadness and loneliness inside of me.
What should I do now? Should I try to get a job to buy clothes so I can make friends? Maybe I should try to make Viccy a mother to me. Maybe I should buy a dog, so I’m not so lonely. I should try to make life worth it!



