A Fostered Plan

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A Fostered Plan “It came from the fog…” A newspaper article explaining the death of my parents. Five years ago, I came home from Girl Scout camp, to find my parents died in a supposed murder. Not being told the details, I knew that I did not have any family to take custody of me, so I would be put into foster care. After three years of bouncing from house to house, I was finally paired with a family who was willing to take me permanently into their home. I attempted to let go the mystery of my parents’ death, and started looking forward. Anyway, the newspaper article came out of nowhere. I was cleaning the attic, going through my adoptive parents past, when I read a newspaper dated the day after my parents death, well, their supposed death.

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