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to scream, I have never seen a boy’s private parts and well they look kind of scary. He saw that I was about to scream and clamped his hand over my mouth. He told me if I screamed I would wake Mommy and Daddy up, and they would be very mad that I was awake playing with my toys, instead of sleeping.
    I didn’t like to be in trouble so I didn’t scream. He grabbed my hand and told me that it was my turn to be doctor and that I needed to check his private area closely , make sure it was ok. I got really scared and grabbed my pajamas. He moved to get up and lock my door; I had my pajamas in hand and was out the window and down the street before he even turned around.
    The police found me at my school the next day. I loved school it was the one place I always felt safe, not to mention , I love learning new things. When the police found me they put me in the car told me they were taking me home. I tried to tell them what Pete tried to make me do, but they didn’t listen. I ran away every night till they just took me to a new home.
    So when I was nine they took me to another foster home. There were ten kids in this house, all foster kids. They put me in a room with three other girls. I made sure I was by a window that opened and I always kept everything in a backpack next to my bed.
    About a week of me being there I noticed Justine and there was a feeling I don’t know how to explain, but it felt comfortable, like I was supposed to be near her at all times. She was the first person I let near me in 3 years. We didn’t talk a lot at first, I didn’t like to talk and neither did she, and we just sort of migrated to where the other was. Justine moved herself in the bedroom I was in a few days after we met. Things were good for about a month. We went to school and came home. The Foster parents there were nice the Mom cooked every night.
    One night I heard footsteps coming down the hall. I looked over at Justine and she looked so scarred. The steps stopped at the room she used to be in and the door opened. Justine saw me looking at her and whispered harshly at me “turn over and close your eyes , don’t watch”. I panicked then unsure what to do. It was the first time I had someone else I cared about and who cared about me. The footsteps came out of the other room and headed towards the bathroom. I waited and listened. Then I heard them again headed our way. They paused in front of our door and I bolted upright, grabbed my bag and was at the window. As I got it open Justine was right next to me. I looked at her silently asking if she was coming too. She nodded and we jumped. We have been together since.
    They tried to separate us a few times but we always found each other. We just kept running away from the houses we were left at. Once I turned ten they just put us in a group home for girls.
    The other girls there hated me. They called me names and always pulled my hair in line to the cafeteria. Justine always told me they were just jealous of me, that I should just ignore them. There was one girl, Lacey; she made the ignoring kind of hard to do.
    Lacey was fourteen and very pretty. She had long blond hair and bright green eyes. She was really skinny and tall and looked a lot older than she was. Lacey liked to pull my hair and rip my clothes up. She would trip me after I got my meals and was just always so mean to me. Justine watched this all happen and saw how I was starting to get ready to leave. A week later , after school, Justine has her hand in a cast and Lacey was all bandaged up. Justine and Lacey both said they fell, but Lacey never messed with me again, Justine never told me what happened.
    Justine was still moaning and had her eyes closed. Zoe started to rub her shoulders and asked “Bad night huh?” All she got was an “Ugh”. She crouched to her feet and put her hands under Justine’s arms to lift her up. She slowly stood and Zoe started to lead her to the living room. Zoe plops Justine on the couch and moves