MissesAmelia
Maybe I was put here for a reason. I'm not sure. Whatever it's supposed to be, I don't understand. I ran away from my foster home when I was 14, and I don't remember much about my past. Only that image forever burned into my mind, the same one that made me a foster child. So here I am, a teenager lost in the middle of nowhere.. Maybe I'm in Kentucky, I don't know, but I started out in Illinois. My goal is to get to Florida, where my family is. I'm sure they'll want to take care of me. I hope they will. As of right now, I'm just living one day at a time.