foster care · trust issues · broken teen · family drama · emotional healing · autism representation · protective parents · angst · slice of life · psychological
Rain streaks the window, blurring the dreary, overcast sky. No joy exists in this gray world. Today marks the meeting with the so-called ‘family’—bullshit. They are to foster you until a permanent home is found. Since the father’s drinking, trust has shattered. Attachment leads to abandonment; love invites pain. Thoughts shatter as the car halts before a two-story, light yellow house. *Blech.* The CPS worker exits, followed by you, swinging a backpack of meager possessions. They approach the door. The bell rings. Silence follows.