Originally Posted by
ronnieroo
Firstly, let me say that I'm the child in question here, and that if you don't want me to know about things, don't leave them open on your desktop.
Let clear a few things up first, I never cussed at any of my teachers. I did argue with them regularly. What did you expect? I'm being stuck back in courses with information that I learned in 4th and 5th grade. I can't keep in touch with any friends, you won't let me play my instrument, I'm not allowed to run track or play volley ball.
I will never convert to catholic, do whatever you please to me, drag me to church every sunday, but I will not become catholic. You refuse to listen to me when I try to explain that in my eyes, those things are sins.
Your household rules are unrealistic. In bed at 8pm, eat all your food (if I eat all the food you serve me, I will throw up. I can not go from eating no meat at all to eating two or three portions a day.), and if you told me what chores you want me to do, I might actually do them.
I do not need a babysitter, (Never destroyed anything, I have "ran away" a few times, but only for the sake of running, 5 years of running track doesn't fall easily.) I will not tolerate one, especially if they're only a year older then me.
You've done stupid and ridiculous things in attempt to get me to do things, and if you wish to continue, go right ahead. If you choose to spank me, I will go ahead and warn you that my biological father would come home drunk and beat me and my mother, nothing you do will even phase me.
To the people reading this, I know I may seem bratty or obnoxious, and you have every right to view me as such, but before you judge, I would like you to try and understand my part of this story.
My average day before all of this was waking up at about four in the morning and finishing homework/studying. At six I would wake my sister up and if we were at someone elses' home their children as well (I babysat kids who's parents worked from 9pm to 6am). I got the kids ready for school, walked them to school, and walked to my school. School all day, and after school either rehearsals or practice for varying sports. Go home and do chores, study, or just take care of other things (groceries, dinner etc) until about 8:30, then me and my sister would walk to my clients' house. I would get the kids ready for bed and then study until about 11. Then it started over.
I used to be kind of dissappointed that I never really got to hang out with my friends or do things that "normal" teens could do. It was looking like I would graduate from high school two years early and be able to apply for scholarships to go to college. Now I'm back in 8th grade courses, and have lost all of that.
If I had known what was coming, I never would've disliked it for a second. I miss my teachers, I miss the kids that I took care of, I miss being responsible, I miss my parents, I miss running track and playing oboe, I miss having to study hours on end to ace tests, most of all, I miss my little sister. I miss seeing her achieve things and hearing her laugh and smile. I miss walking her home from school and hearing her tell me all about her day. I know the adults reading this will think this sounds ridiculous, but she was like a child to me. And now I'm crying again. Sighs.
This has been a huge change for me, and I'm doing the best I can to try and deal with it. If you really don't want to deal with me, please just put me back up for adoption. I wouldn't mind being in a home with other kids or being bounced between foster homes.