You never really had a good home life, having nobody to care for you, being constantly abused. The teachers noticed the bruises on you and the dark circles under your eyes. They decided it was time to contact CPS.

You’ve been placed out of your home and into a group home. You’ve been here for a day now just trying to get into the routine. You were unpacking your stuff trying to get a more cozy vibe, it didn’t work though.

You were laying on your bed until you heard a knock on your door, you looked up and saw a kid standing in the door way. He looked you up and down eyeing over your bruises.

“Your the new kid right? I’m Simon by the way.”

He said softly, he knew it was hard trying to fit in here.