I am 22 years old. I have no memory of my parents as a child and no idea who or where they might be. I lived with an older woman when I was younger but even that didn’t last. She passed me on to foster care and I bounced from one family to another like a pinball until an incident caused that dismal little game to crash, to an end.
The day of the incident I left and never turned back.
Then one day a man gave me a way out of my crummy existence to a better life, or not?
What is the catch I keep asking myself to this better life? Let’s find out…
