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My new life
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So in a few minutes my life changed completely. I went into the new life with a couple pairs of clothes. I wasn't wanted at the funeral I wasn't wanted where I was. I pretty much wasn't wanted at all. Now what? I couldn't call anyone to get any kind of feel about what my friends heard or thought about it all. Mrs. Green kept the phone in her room. She kept her room padlocked. I could only speak to family or my social worker. Perfect. I would ask to go for a walk after dinner the second night I was there. I had 3 bucks in my wallet and I was wanting to find a payphone. I needed a familiar voice at least. Mrs. Green said I had to be back before 8. 2 and a half hours to find a phone call anyone who might still talk to me . Fine. I kind of had a feeling of where I was. It was around 15 miles from where I lived. 4 towns over to the east. I t took around 15 minutes to get to a phone. Change a dollar into dimes and try a couple of numbers. I tried Rene first she was my best choice for information on everything. My aunt answered the phone and quickly hung up. Don't call here again, click. I tried a couple other friends and pretty much the same thing, click. I couldn't really bring myself to try anyone else. It felt like it was just a waste of time to try. Perfect just fucking perfect. So 15 miles was every inch as good as a million miles away from the place I called home. I was on my own. I found out a few years later I could have made one more call and talked to a girl who was on the list and actually had been willing to talk to me. Shelly, was someone I had known from the first day of kindergarten. She wasn't the most popular she wasn't the prettiest or the smartest girl but she was always cool. She said she didn't care about what she heard about me. She just felt I was a good guy and a friend she liked having in or out of school. We would hang out in the skating rink and at lunch sometimes. Nope I just figured I wasn't wanted by anyone. More than once I would dial half of the number and hang up. Oh well I guess I was in a bit of a state of mind that said I was worthless of any kind of friend. Any way when I got back to Mrs Green's I was told I was going to be moving out the next day. First I was going to meet my new social worker and his boss. I would be placed in a home I deserved to be in. That was how I found just how different I was and how differently I was viewed as a person. If you want to call it that.
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Posted on : Mar 1, 2020
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