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Hey,

What's up? I heard you wanted me to email you. I guess so I can start by saying that it's nice that a teacher would want to hear from a student. I really admire that and it really surprised me. As of right now I'm looking for books to read. I've asked a couple of my teachers and they have said that they can help me with some. I'm asking for books because I don't have the money to by new books and my mom doesn't agree with me borrowing books. I don't know I seriously think my mother hates me. That is why I try and stay over at Jeison's house as much as possible [I come here EVERYDAY] and well I've been trying to get away from the house. As in stay in Sanctuary or what CPS suggests, which is to be put in foster care. I was actually calling CPS and they said that they would talk to my mom. My mother says that she would move me out of the house to my aunties. Guess what? I'm still there. She does not know that she's putting me in danger and neglecting me. I really don't know what to do. My teachers know from before how my mother treats me [most especially my health teacher] and they've done nothing. Sometimes I think this is why I'm made to be sad. Before I met Jeison I thought that I wasn't suppose to Love or be Loved [says my friend]. He says that I'm meant to be a goth. I thought that nothing would have made me happy. I was already giving up on people. I was going to treat people like animals for what they were for leaving me with: a life in ruins. This is when I turned to philosophy. I've understood the nature of people and I gave into them. Turns out to be, I turned into their slave because I allowed myself to be their slave. They'd ask me for something and I would do ANYTHING, and I would [exception of killing myself cause I'm still here, apparently]. Well I just want you to know that Jeison has by far treated me the best out of all the people that I have met. He's given me so much that my mother has taken from me and much more. Well, I know I've been a bad person for ranting about my problems. It's just nice to see that people really did care about me. I want to thank you for that. People who treat me like this gives me more the reasons not to treat the human race like dogs.