After leaving the pizza bar the police officer took me down the station after making phone calls he took to the hospital for an examination. They gave me some cream for my burning hands that mother made them like that. The police officer took me on a long drive the next day to Aunt mary’s foster home. I didn’t know what to expect from this women and the other children. The police officer ensured me that everything was going to be okay and no one would hurt me. I met my angel ms. Gold she was my social worker she came and talked to me about what mother did sometimes I would not talk she would just hug me. She explained to me that everything we talked about it would be private so no one else would know anything.
The other kids and children got along with me great one day my mother came to see me I was so scared I hid behind aunt mary as aunt mary put her in her place.