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March 22nd, 2013

Cameron and I hung out a lot yesterday, and he finally told me about his life before he got here. I’ve been wondering for so long, because sometimes something happens and I can tell it triggers some emotions within him, but I can never decide why.

I guess he was taken into foster care when he was just a baby. To think that if my aunt and uncle hadn’t been there, that could have been me is insane. Except I guess I don’t know for sure if/when my parents would have sent me away or if they would have just had a nanny raising me forever.

It’s just crazy that he doesn’t know any of his family. I assume he has an aunt and uncle or something, and it’s sad that they didn’t step in to save him from becoming a foster kid. But anyway, he said that his first foster family was good to him, which explains to me why he’s more normal than what I thought a foster kid would be. I imagine that kids who get abused in those first, crucial developmental years would be much less okay.

The good family had to let him go, and he doesn’t even know why. He said that he had two bad families after that, but he liked the second one better. I thought that was weird because he never mentioned the first family hitting him or anything, but he said that the dad of the second family did hit him and the other kids. Not to mention that the dad kicked out Cameron’s friend Chelsea and left her on the streets. And noble little seven-year-old Cameron ran out to save her, which just shows that he’s always been a good guy, even if it was a little stupid. He’s so lucky that he found Oliver and Mrs. Parker.

He told me that he still worries about Chelsea and is reminded of bad things all the time, and I can relate to that. Sometimes I have dreams about people from back home. My parents may be hundreds of miles away, but they still yell at me in my sleep, and Jessika still scratches up my arms. In my dreams, she has knives for fingernails, and sometimes she cuts out my heart and holds it there in front of me, still beating. The first time it happened I woke up screaming and everyone just stared at me. Kevin went back to bed, and Cameron said, “Don’t worry, you’re not the first roommate I’ve had who screams in their sleep.”

Anyway, I told Cameron that I could understand having abusive parents, which made him ask about my life. I told him that I lived with my aunt and uncle for awhile, and that my parents really hated me, but I still don’t know why except that my dad told me hundreds of times that he never wanted a second child.

Cameron said that I could talk to him if I ever needed anyone, which was really nice of him. I don’t know if I’ll ever take him up on it though, because I really don’t want to talk about it.

I wish Uncle Jack and Aunt Merida were my parents.

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