My Biological Mother Realized Who I Was After My Death
Language: en
I was the most hated kid in the foster care system. I had been returned by six different families. All because I knew I already had a mother. In my first six foster homes, I did everything I could to get kicked out. I ruined my foster mothers' expensive lipsticks by scribbling all over their pristine white walls. I folded my foster fathers' crucial tax documents into paper airplanes. Their patience always turned into disgust. And I succeeded. Every single time, they sent me straight back to the group home. But I wasn't sad at all. I just wanted to go back to my real mom. On the seventh…