Adolescence is an awkward time for everyone. Going through it in fostercare only magnifies the awkwardness 10 fold. Mortifying moments put on full display for all the staff and residents in a group home are commonplace.
Excerpt from Driftwood Book 1 Chapter 14: Tales of the Fallen. Age 14.
A violent altercation between the staff and residents at a group home leads to a story that perfectly depicts the complicated relationship between foster youth and the police.
Excerpt from Driftwood Book 1 chapter 14: Tales from The Fallen. My friends and I were taken to the Fulton County Children’s Shelter “for our own protection” and ended up in more danger than we could have ever imagined.
Dear #NeverBiden Progressives, What exactly are you hoping to accomplish here?
When I was 12, I watched Grandfather get killed on the news. This is that story.
The story of how TV’s Judge Hatchett saved me from being condemned to the Foster Care to Prison pipeline.
While in foster care, I went to jail a little under a handful of times. This is the story of the one time I deserved it.
Having had my fill of the streets, I come up with the dumbest idea in the history of dumb ideas to eventually get stable… a grown up boyfriend
I ended up staying with a random stranger for a couple of nights under the premise that I’d be flying to California to live with my stepdad. After he rejected me, I kept up the lie cause I didn’t want the woman or her family to get in trouble for “custodial interference”
I witnessed the shelter staff neglect a toddler who was brought in, leaving it in a playpen crying all alone for hours. The staff said that if I didn’t like it I could run away…so I did