I was inside a house or appartment from what I could see. I heard russling and looked over at the door. A little girl came and saw me looking at her.

"DADDY SHES AWAKE" she yeld. A man came and looked at me.

"so she is thank you for telling me Dreia you can go play if you want" He said. The little girl named Dreia ran off.

"How do you feel?" He asked.

"..." I didn't answer.

"Oh! right I'm Greg Trooton" He introduced himself.

"Zalanie Feather" I replied. I looked away. I still didn't trust guys after dad left.

"Nice to meet you so how do you feel?" He repeated.

"sore" I said then laid back down and faced the single window in the room.

"...Okay I'll let you sleep" He said. The door closed and footsteps dimmly went away. I laid on the bed aborbing the warmth of the blankets.

"How long has it been since I was in a bed like this?" I asked myself. I looked at the window. Nothin' was outside not even the sun only the moon and moonlight. I sat up and looked at it. "Only you can light my path that the sun can't even touch being lonly in the night with the distant stars looking away not seeing your beauty only at night can you shine like me" I said to myself. A tear rolled down my face. I sat there and watched the moon be ingulped by clouds and then rain fell from the heavens like the angels were crying out of sadness and happiness for their loved ones. One of them was mom watching over me and guilding me to where ever I need to be. Tonight I'm so alone and cold no matter what warmth there is I will be alone with no love from anyone. What I hated most about the Foster Care is that they criticized me only seeing what happened to me and what was on the outside not seeing me clearly. Sorrow started taking ahold of me and a pain in my chest make me whep. I started to cry a little.

"Mom why did you have to die? Why did you leave me? Why did dad abandon me? Why won't you answer me in heaven? Why?" I cried. The door opened and I turned around fast.