I don't know what I hate more in my life, my alcoholic –druggy mother for all the trouble she has put us through or my own freaking name. A name that will probably haunt me for the rest of my life, considering how everyone loves making fun of it and giving me stupid nicknames that will stay with me for the rest of my life. I remember when I was little, someone had asked my mother. "Why did you name her Liberty Star?" My mother's reply was, "because I saw stars in the night sky the night she was conceived."

She would then rattle on about how my daddy took her that night. It was her very first time being with a boy. Yes a boy because the two of them were only sixteen. I'm fifteen  and can't  imagine even thinking about being a mother. Anyway, they had been at the town's Fourth of July Celebration. She had snuck off with him and watched the fireworks in a nearby corn field. She never thought she would get knocked up that night but she did and well here I am, Liberty Star. I have been told many times in my life that I was a mistake, that I ruined their life. Because of me, they were forced to grow up to soon. But you know what I was never asked to be here. I wasn't given a choice and yes I am here in this cold world that people think is the best place ever but until you live in my shoes you have no idea what my life is like.

I guess my name could have been worse. I mean just imagine my name could have been Sparkles, Fire, July, Corn, or even Celebration. Guess Liberty Star will have to do. Honestly it wouldn't really matter at this point in my life. Kids at school have made fun of me for years, not just because of my stupid name but because of who I am and where I come from.

I have never told anyone about my life until now and the only reason I am now is because they are forcing me after what we have done. We were told to tell the truth or else be sent off until we turned eighteen. We have always stuck together, the four of us, bonded together like Elmer's Glue. Ever since our parents gave up on us; we protect each other and bond together.

We may lie, steal, cheat and kill if that's what it takes for us to survive. But if I have to wait till I'm eighteen, I will still have to wait another two years to be with Storm, four years to be with River and another year for Dawn to be free. That's like a life time waiting for all of us to be together again. And since I'm only fifteen right now, if they place us in any home, I'm sure we will never be together again.

I mean let's face the facts here, what foster parent is gonna take all four of us. And the things we have done, who would want us in their home. I tried everything in my power to keep us together, and I mean everything but there is only so much that a fifteen year old can do.

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