lost to the system....and found in dry heat

the Prompt O' the Day is brought to you by sunday scribblings: 'lost'

ok, so you pretty much know my history. if you didn't read the last prompt on the topic of trust, you can do so by checking out the post below.

i was in the foster care system for many, many years. yeah, i know im only 16, but being in the system can make you feel like 20 in dog years.

the last set of parents (not-so-fondly referred to as The FCFH) i got were a trip and a half.

to the point where i ratted them out the feds. cant tell you why, youll just have to read all about it on Oct 23rd. needless to say, they were involved in some illegal activities and The Company wanted to acquire my special skills (read: natural curiosity). i told them i would do it. on one condition.

they had to lose me.

take me off the grid.

erase my existence.

my condition was freedom. from the system. id like to think that my social worker got an ominous phone call where The Company said something like "Forget about O.C.* or else". she probably thinks i was wisked away into the witness protection program.

and i guess, in a way, it would seem like that. except im not running from anyone and no one wants to hunt me down and kill me.

far as i know.

no, i was given a new life, allowed to choose a new name, and picked Dry Heat, AZ as my new home. i did that for a reason, too, and ill tell you all about it my next post.

as far as im concerned, getting lost is the best thing that ever happened to me.

*These initials do not stand for Orange County, people, but represent the name I went by during my time with The FCFH.