Joe

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Joe's POV.

"Joe your are going to a foster home tomorrow." My social worker said monatonly, "I heard they already have five kids. Sound cool, Huh?" She looked at me for any sort of answer. I only started out the window, ignoring her. "Well, why don't go to sleep, tomarrows going to be a big day." She patted the bed she sat on, signaling me to lay down. I carried myself to the bed, pulling the covers over myself, and went to sleep without speaking for the rest of the night.

*Later that night*

What if they don't like me? Will they be able to give me back? Will I even like it there? My nervous thoughts kept me awake. Mintues passed and I still continued to be restless. I decided to grab some headphones and the phone from the other girls room. I unlocked her blatant password, and clicked on the youtube app. Watching the shaytards vlog from yesterday took my worries away. I fell asleep half way through the video.

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