home ? where is my family story
My name it Peter.
A workday like a theothers that's what I thought.
Demanding pressureselling products at the company .
Without feelingwanted for me as a person.
Now everyone goeshome except for me and my boss.
I hate that wordboss but I strive for his function somehow.
Timeto go home.🍃✨
" Hey do youeven go on holiday?".
" To many dayof vacation left take the next week of ".
My boss said andwhisper or I may get in trouble.
" I don't knowif I need it , will the company be okey ? I ask overwhelmed.
" Take I seeyou the next week bye " my boss answer.
I wave and get mycar to go back home.
It'sgrey weather no idea what to next week.🚗👀
I have a bird athome free roam named rose, Iam a single men.
With a hidden wishfor a child.
2years ago I signedmyself in for adoption to become a single parent.
I am gay and 37 notgetting younger at not found my soulmate.
Nowthat Iam free from work no idea what to do with my life. 👶🐦
I start to makedinner for myself simple pasta in a hurry
In the meantimethere is a boy called wolf a teenager.
Almost thirteenyear.
He likeskateboarding hip-hop .
He lives in childrenhome for a few years.
His parents neglecthim and mentally abuse him.
Here it's the samehis trauma repeats lots of aggression from
olderkids and teenagers. 🛹😤.
He is the silent onenever been seen.
A place can feellike a jail if you stuck don't feel save trust nobody.
They ignore him thepeople who should care.
He every timedisappear and go outside to skate if there is good weather.
Roaming around untilthe caregivers call him to come back to eat or sleep.
Whatare rules and structure if nobody really catch him. 🍃🛹✨
The next day back toPeter.
Back to the grownmen with a week off from work me.
I feel tired but noidea what I have to do.
It's early in themorning and already fixed everything like clean to home.
I decided to go fora small walk it's hot weather and miss workt crazy.
I walkand see butterflys and bee's.🦋🐝
And people family's,it's all painfull my parents broke with me because Iam gay.
But there is stillsomething pure real having a family.
I see two childrenplay football and smile.
I see a beach nearbyand walk towards the sand and water.
I hear the waveswith rose my bird still my shoulder.
I am thinking thingslike am I aloud here not at my workplace but here.
Whatif familiar people see me now. 🌊⛱️
But myfeet carry me to the sea I walk and rose fly's to the beach 🐦.
I feel the coldwater deeper and deeper now I can swim.
I feel the coolingdown in my body and mind.
With long pants andwork clothes.
My upper body is notcovered people look but I start to not care.
I am more focused onthe view the waves the blue sky.
I see a small boysurf with his parents.
I getsome time and than me a rose leave the beach. 🌊⛱️🌊
I am going to thesupermarket and buy something to drink and eat for later.
I try to take mytime but I feel still rushed.
Back home I start tobake something cause I have so many hours left.
And ripe bananasleft so I start to bake banana bread.
I feelgood a calmer making and creating, a brand new hobby and feeling.🥧🍌
In the meantime thesituation with a boy called Wolf.
He is a Young menteenager.
He is outside it'shot but he is skating around around the park.
He feels in controlon his skateboard, he is not happy where lives.
He feels brokennobody to trust, lots of aggression at the children's home at any moment.
So heis outside very often to hide chill and skate.🛹✨🛹
He build his angerfear sadness inward.
See him rollingforward music on.
Just a normalteenager you would say.
He has a lower Iqthey judge him for it.
Painfully cause heis just the same.
He walks back to thebuilding shoulders high hugging his board.
Back to unsavety hewalks.
Back to Peter me thegrown men.
My banana bread isready and tasty.
I save the rest forlater vegan stays better for longer.
No hurting animalsdoes day for me are over gladly.
I look at myroommate rose free Birdie.
She sitting on myshoulders outside now she sleeps in a chair.
Bizy day for her atthe beach.
Thephone rings. ✨🐦☎️✨
"Hello" a female voice said.
"Peter"? She ask again naming my back name.
"Yesthat's me is there something wrong"? I ask confused.
"There is a match a kid child found for you ".
" So Isuggest we make a appointment and talk it all over" the women said.
"Wow asurprise I really did not expect it anymore". I said in shock.
We make aappointment hang the phone.📞✨
I make apizza my self base and toppings.
For a longtime most of it I did order food simple.
Now thishits different.
I lookoutside my window maby I will be a father ..🍕🏳️🌈
later thatevening Wolf situation the teenager who loves skateboarding.
He sits atthe table for dinner children different storys different ages.
A fewyounger mostly older.
Wolfsupport the small kids care for them.
Thecaregivers are the whole day on the computer or don't really listen.
The olderkids show their aggression by screaming and leaving the table.✨🛹✨
The nextday morning back to me Peter.
I hadbreakfast and tea .
I have aappointment maby talk to my future child.
I walk intothe building find the right room.
Here I amwith the woman from on the phone.
And a fewother people.
The roomfeels old but comfy, there are a lot of faces turned my way. ✨👀✨
We start totalk the woman tells the boys name is Wolf, and his age is almost thirteen.
He likesrap and skate board and his neglect and emotional abuse his 1q and struggles.
I had adifferent child in mind younger a baby or maby a child few years old.
"Can Imeet him first "? I ask the woman.
"yesssure I can take you there to meet him if you have some time left " thewomen said.
" now?" . " Better to see the kidmyself" I said . Thinking neverjudge a book by his cover.
We drive tothe kid shelter.📖🎒
It's a verylong drive very windy and hot outside to.
I stareoutside and wonder things like : do I mind having a way older kid thenexpected?
And what ifwe don't get along . Or what if he don't accept me to me to be gay ?
Live is onexpected maby I like the waves a bit.
We arriveat the building walk to the office there.
There hesits hoody on and small inwards but sogrown up my boy?👶👦?
Heinterduse his self to me when enter the room.
He has longhair a cap and skateboard with him and looks shy broken.
" howare you feeling? " I ask him carefully.
" Youlike skateboarding I see " I added.
" Iamfine sir how are u ? ". " Yes I do love skateboarding makes me feelfree".
The boysaid with a small smile but stares at the ground.
" Ithink that's cool and helpfull for you" I answer.
"cooking and baking and swimming helps me nowadays , great feeling freedom"I added.🛹✨🌞
We talk fora long time and we go outside for a while while people judge me and himconnection.
The want tosee me if Iam a good caregiver.
Wolf startto skate and let me see all his tricks.
I reallysee him freely real smile and enjoy now lovely to see.
" Howis life here, do you want to leave find a new home ?" . I ask.
Yes I wantto leave, it's not save here aggression I am not being seen just like myparents they in jail " Wolf whisper to me. 😢✨
" Mustfeel and felt very heavy and lonely" .
"Letme tell you, I feel the same at my workplace I worked and worked no fun ".
" Ijust wanted a kid all this time" . I said to Wolf.
" Andyou are really good at skateboarding". I added.
"Thanku nobody here or my parents said that of compliment me " Wolf said lookingin my eyes I look back.
" Idid see videotapes from me as a child month ago too, wanted to be seen " Isaid.✨🌞😢✨
A fewmonths later.
We are asmall family with our freedom and our bird rose who sits outside now.
I started abakery nearby amazing change.
Wolfstarted a new school with the right support on his way he learning for Gardenlandscaping.
I am reallyproud, he skate and surf with a new friend.
He has abig past and trust issues.
But we growslowly closer.🐦🍃
Sundayafternoon we surf together Iam learning to surf he already so good.
Learninghim the love of a caregiver and to take care of his self mentally to.
We had afeeling of not being seen now look at as now.
The rightperson will always see you ✨💚✨🍃🛹
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home ? where is my family story
