Being raised in a children's home was the best thing that could ever happen to me at least I wasn't on the streets or so I thought I didn't know that it had deprived me of some important things like love my name is Brittney and below is my life story
I was raised at St Mary's children home under the strict but loving care of mother Benedicta I wasn't alone we were several kids In the children's home. I knew nothing about my parents or my whereabouts but I was happy to be alive .I had a condition that would make my head ache like crazy but I never knew what would cause it maybe I inherited it from my parents I don't know. All my life at the home I could not wait to get to 18 years since that was the time I would be released in to the world and given to a loving family as a young teenager the 17 years I had stayed at the home I would always fantasize about how awesome it would be.
Some of the other children who had been given to a loving home would come back and tell us how awesome it was and my day was almost here just a few more months and it would be here. As I sat there thinking and smiling I did not notice Alicia my best friend who quietly stood at the door " Brittney are you fantasizing again and don't you dare lie to me I can see you smiling",she said bringing me back to reality" oh no am not I was just seated" I said as I smiled " you can not lie to me young lady I know how much you await your day ,anyway mother Benedicta wants to see you in her office right now",she said then left
Being raised iat st mary's childrens home the best thing that could ever happen to me or so I thought I didn't know that it deprived me of some of the most important things like love.i knew nothing about my parents or my whereabouts but I was happy to be alive