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Just turning 18 and my life still sucks. Okay, maybe that's not true; I also got rid of my 17th pair of foster parents, now I can get a place of my own. The only problem with that is that I don't have that kind of money.
To add to my crap list, everyone at St Martins foster care hates me, I hve no job to get an appartment, and my school is signing me up for yet another psychiatrist which I will yet again ignore. The only reason I go to school anyways is so I can get a good job (if I get one at all). Sure, Ms.Sliker is cool and all but how is being a good artist gonna get me a job at age 18? And being a foster child just adds to the shyty list.
Ive been in foster care for as long as I can remember. They told me u was the story-book child. Tonight, 18 years ago, someone rang the doorbell al St Martins and when they answered all that was there was a crying baby wrapped in a rag on the welcome mat. They took me in and raises me ever since. Not very well I might add, but still. Everyone thought I was a trouble maker. And they weren't entirely wrong. Yeah, I had my share of mistakes. God knew I cheated on enough tests, beat enough guys when they asked me out, skippd enough classes, and ran away enough times to proudly earn the title of trouble maker.
Though everyone hated me, John Forsythe has been the closest thing to family I ever had. He's the only one who actually had the guts to get close enough to raise me. As far as I'm conserned I am John Forsythe's daughter, Maxx