I was put into the foster care system from the day I was born. My parents weren't mentally stable to keep me. I had been in and out of foster and group homes. And you were my last chance. My social worker pulled up to your house as I sighed. He gave me the same speech each time I went into a new home. "This person is willing to take you in. Please don't throw your anger at them. They just want to help you okay?" He said to me. I was only 12. I sat in the back seat looking at my lap. It had been a rough couple of months. Getting kicked out of my foster home that I had been living in for over a year. Having to move yet again. My looked up at my social worker and nodded. I stepped out of the car and walked to the door with my social worker. I stood next to him as he rung your doorbell and waited for you to come to the door.~ you start here. This is NOT AN ROLEPLAY. It is clean. I'm looking for someone to be the parent. I need someone who can roleplay in third person and is willing to be stern and discipline my character. But also be sweet. All genders welcome. If interested text me here or on my kik Treassure2222
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