feb 20th

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Sorry I hadn't wrote yesterday, my new foster home was in western Australia
It took ages to get there.
your probably wondering what happened so I'll fill you in for you

In the cab the driver had told me how beautiful my new foster home is and how lucky I was.

But when I'd arrived, I had wound my window down expecting something wonderful but all I smelt was horse poo!
"Ya going in side or what?" the cab driver had asked.

I'd rung the doorbell and had waited nervously, would i stay here or would I leave within a day? Was this person nice? How old was she? was she mean? All these questions had buzzed inside my head.

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