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No one to tell us “I love you.”

No one to tell us “Happy birthday.”

No one to tell us we were going to be okay.

There was no one…

But us.

Our prized possessions never left that trash bag, afraid we wouldn’t be able to grab them in time when we were escorted out. My book, blanket and pillow, picture frame, and Bailey’s heart necklace were the only items that meant anything to us anyway.

“Aiden, I’m scared,” Bailey whispered, breaking my heart a little more. “I’m really scared.”

Even if we broke our silence, it wouldn’t change anything.

They weren’t really there to see…

Even if they asked.

Even if they listened.

They wouldn’t care about our story.

They hadn’t seen what we’d seen.

Heard what we’d heard.

Felt what we’d felt.

No one could truly understand what it was like for us, because at the end of the day…

It wasn’t their problem, it was ours, and only ours. There were thousands of kids just like us, floating around the system. Waiting for a new mom and dad to choose them. Disappointed when the kid they shared a room with was picked over them. The truth was, the older you became the more hope of being adopted faded. You were the bottom of the barrel, being older secured us that spot.

“You worthless piece of shi—”

“Bay, guess what? I got an A on my math test,” I shared, distracting her from the reality of our life.

“You did?” She sniffled, gazing up at me with hope in her eyes.

“I did. You know what that means?”

“You can test out of sixth grade math now?”

“Yeah.”

“Really?”

“Yes. So now I’m closer to finishing school and can take care of us quicker.”

“You swear?”

“I wouldn’t lie to you. Ever. I’m going to buy us the house of your dreams one day, Bay.”

“The one with the white picket fence and red door?”

“That’s exactly the one. Your happy place.”

“You promise, promise?”

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