Learning to Feel

I'm Dream Faye Ross. I have no real memories of my parents, the died when I was four. My first foster family, kept me until I was six. Second family, they were sick people. I was molested, and abused for six weeks before the state found out. Now, I'm afraid of physical contact. Anything skin to skin. No hugs, hand holding, highfives. None of it. My third family, they were just in it for the hefty check foster parents get monthly from the state.

So I'm not expecting much from this new family. The Welch's. They have two of their own kids, Oliver and Stella. The Dad, Richard is an upper society lawyer, and the Mom, Estell is a professional voulenteer, meaning she's a stay at home mom with a fear of idleness.

&it's been awhile since I've gone and fucked things up, just like I always do.