" please head over to the next table " my mom said in a soft loving tone.
Hello there my fellow readers my name is Delaney.
Once every week when I was two -three years old my uncle's and aunties would come over and I always felt left out I actually i don't know why but I can understand life at such a young age I remember once an a while me and my family would move homes a lot it deeply sadden me since I was scared to meet new people but one day I went to bed and woke up with the cops well more than one about four if I remember correctly.
All I remember after then was sitting in the cops car with two of my brothers and my younger sister when the car finally came to a halt I remember being in shock I was being placed in a foster home,from then on I came to develop anger issues lets skip past a couple of years till lets say I was 9 that sounds good.
One morning I woke up from a really strange dream I'm not sure if I can explain it but i'll try.
It was this volcano with a heaven like landscape inside now I'm not sure what this strange creature was but it was some humanoid deer creature that was glowing so bright I couldn't comprehend it it seemed scared of something but I'm certain it wasn't me because it wasn't looking at me it was looking into the hell fire outside the volcano.
After waking up from something most can't comprehend I decided to go watch TV with my brothers even though we aren't allowed to watch without permission.
When the foster parents would come down and me and my brothers Duron and Darren would run our way back to the bedrooms before we get caught after that we would wait a couple of minutes before coming out to eat breakfast now my sister Chassity would usually be sleeping when this happen's.
At school when I was talking to the principle she asked me "how was your sleep" I would usually rep lie with "it was good" since I wasn't good at talking with others but this time I decided to tell her my dream she said something most wouldn't think about or bother saying to be exact but she said " you should make it your comfort zone " she said this due to me always coming to her for advise when I get pissed off.
When I returned to art class I tried my best to picture how my dream went but I had already forgot so I decided to take the colors I remember seeing in the dream and make a portrait with it of course though I wasn't good at art at this time so it wasn't any good but i still did my best... okay maybe I half ass it a little but it was okay art for my age at that time.
After a couple hours the bell finally rung as loud as it can for a moment I said " it feels like heaven " but then I almost remembered my dream I quickly grabbed my stole my sketch book off the shelf and hopped on the buss with my brothers and sister I did my best to draw my dream but forgot AGAIN fuck I wish I wasn't so dumb but I still drew what I remembered at that time.
I picked up my sharpie and started drawing .... well I tried to at least I think I got an art block. " yo Delaney " I look over the back of my seat it was some kid I forgot his name I think it was ladder or something " what " i said in a grumpy tone " the kid told me to hurt my friend Joseph who was in the seat beside me on the bus... oh wait his name was leaden not ladder ha how stupid of me but anyways I said " nope its not nice " then I felt my stomach fold inwards I look down in pain about to cry when I see his foot hit me when I look up I see I fist swinging at me I coward back thinking it was for me but then leaden started crying I noticed my brother Darren had punched him right in the temple " are u okay? " my brother asked with a twitchy voice I said " yyeeaahh " .
When our stop came we hoped off then went inside our foster parent named Jack and Fannie had saw me and asked " why are u crying " we sat down and told Fannie what happens then she said " don't cry... " then she left I decided to take a nap but this time I some how entered my new comfort zone it was so relaxing that I woke up from being to calm.