Louisa’s Tales

Posted by Peak Johnson on Jun 15, 2009 in Peak's Guest Writers |
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My name is Louisa Tilaman and I am 15 years old. I was born on the seventh day of September in 1991. I want to do a lot with my life, I want to be a lot in my life, and one of them is a writer. I want to be able to do something in construction too and maybe somewhere down the line have my very own daycare. Since attending a multicultural school I also would like to be able to speak Spanish more fluently, but most of all I want to be able to help my family.

I am a foster kid, but I love to write and by doing so I want this generation to stand up for what they believe in, too much is happening for us not to. Secondly, amongst the many problems that we face, if something is going wrong in your life, do not be afraid to tell someone. Finally and most importantly, I want this generation to know that parents are everything.

The foster parent that I am with is a very kind person; she loves kids, and attends my church. My way of thinking was changed because of her, when first going on a retreat with her she helped me realize that life is not hard, only if you make it to be. I consider this person to be my, God Mother, because she truly helped me.

My mother has a drinking problem and she gave me and my siblings up some time ago, honestly I feel bad that she gave all of them up and wish that she would have just let me go instead. What I was feeling, to me, felt like some kind of disease, I just wanted to give up. God, however, didn’t want me to lose my hope.

My mother had decided that she wanted all of us to go into foster care; she didn’t want us to live with the fear and pain that she assumed we would have. My mother, unfortunately, is still going through her problems. In the beginning I was first placed with this awful woman, who at first appeared to be a very nice lady  until I was accused of breaking something very special of hers. I swore to her that it was not me, but because she did not believe me she soon began hitting not just me, but my younger sister as well. I love my little sister and would cry every time she would get hit. At that moment I  wished to be home with our real mother, even if she did have problems.

The next lady that I stayed with was a nice person, though I and my siblings soon turned her into a person that could only appear in nightmares, those were actually the good old days. This lady actually started to get on my nerves, so much that I wanted to strangle her, I mean she did a bad thing to me. One day the cops arrived at our doorstop and told the lady to take me to Einstein Crisis Center, I was placed again…

It is hard, truthfully hard to forgive someone who has hurt you, but as my God Mother told me, you have to because you cannot be stuck on one bad aspect in life. I love my mother, but I want her to get herself together. I want to help her, but I don’t know if she wants it.

At the present moment, my love life is not right for me, I’m trying to follow God’s plan. I have someone in my life that is great, he’s a boy, but he’s too freaky for me. I’m not sure of what to do.

Other than this, I am doing very well, for you see I am not the old sad and always angry Louisa, I am the new Louisa, always happy and smiling.

 

This has been a compilation of short stories about me, giving you the scoop on my life and how I feel about things.

Thanks for reading.

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