Sunday, November 25, 2012

Post One.

Well, I'm back. I'm so sorry, I was caught in a terrible situation, and I have a feeling that it will get worse. I'm here at my grandma's. I am going home today. My mom is getting me a counsler, but I don't want one...
She thinks i need to talk to someone because of my counsler at school whom insisted on getting her for me. Maybe it'll be good. Better than the stupid school one. He said everything was confidential! Then he told my mom! What the heck. I'm so mad, even though this was a while ago.
I saw my mom yesterday. My real one, that is.
We went out to eat, my sister, and two brothers where there.
This has been a short post, but i'll be back.

                                                                                                              Always,
                                                                                                                      Jessica
                                                                                                              Xoxo

Tuesday, November 13, 2012

This is me.

This is me, I guess I'll tell you some things about how I've gotten to who I am right now.
 I was taken from my mother when I was about eight months, and lived with my grandmother in peace until I was eight years old. She had, then, told me what had happened to me. I was totally devastated, and I started crying. for those years it never got to me because I had met my real mother about a year later. She visited on my birthday and Christmas. But since summer I have wanted to move in with her, but my grandmother wants me to stay here. I was sneaking around with my mother planning my return home and court dates when my grandmother found out she was very mad. She told me I had to stay here, it was for my own good. I didn't believe her, I still don't. I wish she'd let me go. We recently got into a fight and she said "I SHOULD PACK ALL OF YOUR THINGS AND MAKE YOU GO!" and I wouldn't have minded that. I guess she won't ever accept that I don't want to stay, but she'll see one day that I'm meant to go home. 


                                                                                              Always, 
                                                                                               Jess xoxo