Tuesday, July 6, 2010


Bones: You don’t have to say anything, Sean – you just have to listen. They give you a garbage bag to carry all your stuff, like they’re telling you all your stuff is garbage. And then you have to a new school in clothes that smell like garbage bags…

Sean: and all the regular kids know youre a foster kid… how do you know what its like?

Bones: they bounce you from palce to place, and it’s never home. Sometimes the foster parents are nice…

Sean: like Margaret?

Bones: yeah… and sometimes, they separate you from your brother. It mustve been nice with Margaret, staying with david

Sean: we got bunk beds. At night, I knew David was there, like he was guarding me. Margaret’s nice



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