Post by CLARISSA on Nov 14, 2009 14:59:46 GMT -5
dear diary,
i was in school today and i don't know; i just feel as if i'm better than all these girls who think boys actually like them. it's so infuriating and it feels as if i'm not in high school anymore but in middle school all over again. my life is hell, and i don't think it will change. i feel like i could do a lot of things, like kill them all but i'm 17 now and the police will try me as an adult. i don't want to go to jail for their stupidity and my own. on the other hand home life isn't all that great either. mom's going off on heroin again and dad's sleeping with anything that has two legs and has high heels on. i gotta get out. i can't do this anymore.
sincerely,
[/ul][/font]p.s. i think it's time
every year it's the same; kids disappear without a trace and the parents are left accountable for their child's actions. but it's come down to the single fact that half a million kids runaway each year and the disappearances have become so frequent, that police figure they're all homeless and will go home on their own terms. but what if they can't go back? what if their own terms means roughing it out in the self proposed real world? even if it means living elsewhere.
that's where miss clarissa marie evrard comes in. she is one of the few in the world to expand her home to these runaways; kids needing to escape from abuse and mistreatment or chased from their homes because of sexuality and differing lifestyles. the evrard home in oxnard, california serves as their haven; their great escape coming to an end. clarissa will become your family; your only family. but if you make one mistake it will cost you everything you've wanted, including getting away from your past.
welcome to evrard home.
and remember being a runaway comes at a cost.
the cost is remembrance.
prepare to be forgotten.
and one last thing
WELCOME HOME.[/center]