I dedicate this to anyone who is in foster care now, who has experienced, or is experiencing their first few nights in a new placement, or home... house.
Anyone has my permission to copy this anywhere they wish, publish or
do with what they like as long as it holds true to its original form
with my name and email at the beginning: Johnny Francis Dunn,
johnnywalker_toronto@myto.com
New home, first night
It's bed time
You stand near the light switch
Hand extended to the light
You analyze distance to the bed
Again, this is new to you
You turn off the light
Feel for the bed as you walk blind
lift the cold sheet
Get in, push your feet into the tight tucked sheets
The matress is firm, unfamiliar, new
Sounds
You hear new sounds
Thre fridge is different, traffic
House creeks, new sounds
Pipes bang, you jump, then laugh at yourself
The sheets get warmer, but the matress is still different
You try to look around
It is too dark
You are now alone
Just you, and your life
Your new life ahead
What is this new place going to be like?
I am excited, nervous, where is the bathroom again?
How do they do laundry around here?
What is for breakfast?
I hope the chores are not too hard
Just you and your mind now in the familiar, but new darkness.
Your mind keeps showing movies of your life
Them, your friends, OH SH*T! MY FRIENDS!!!
F*ck I hate this part. I will never see my freinds again
F*ck F*CK F*CK... CRY QUIETLY! Shhhhhh... don't let them know you are
scared
F*CK I HATE THIS PART
F*CK MAN F*CK
stop this hole in my chest... it's ok, f*ck
don't hurt any more
I will make new friends
yeah, new ones...
f*ck i hate this...
i hate the first night
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