like a psychotic rainbow (raindroproses) wrote,
like a psychotic rainbow

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*yawn* So I got up this morning to accompany my foster sister to Boston. She was going to Maine to visit her brother, and wanted someone to show her the way to North Station. However, she didn't have a photo ID on her, so she couldn't get her ticket. We turned around and came straight back.

My social worker picked me up at the train station, and I went for a visit with Mom. Most depressing hour of my life. I know that sounds callous, but it's true. There were far too many awkward pauses and stammered sentences.

Oh, and to top it all off, I just found out that my sister's stolen $2,000 from her foster mother's bank account.

*sigh* Can I go back to sleep now?
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