thatweeaboagain

I cried in the dim lighting of the steps I thought I'd never be left on. The building in front of the basket I was swaddled in screamed out help me. I cried and yelled for my mother but for I could not talk so I was stuck in front of that building. The sad building that told me that I was no longer wanted. I opened my hurt eyes to see my mother knock and run away like one of those teenage games except this wasn't a game. I felt alone and hurt like the world had just came crumbling down. The buildings doors opened just enough for a woman to notice me and decide to take me in that wretched place. The place that was filled with hurt and agony. T