It's been 4 1/2 days since my 4th teen ran away (not all have been runaways). She ran on Halloween - the night before her big court date. She's somewhere on the streets in a vacant apartment building with her identical teen.
Her clothes and belongings are still in my home. I haven't even cleaned up yet, and DSS called with another placement. I'm still emotionally attached to her.
When I explained that my teen is missing and I still have her things, the worker persisted, "But she's AWOL, right? We need a bed. It's just respite, Ms. Bright."
And just like that, my former foster daughter, current runaway, is pushed to the side.
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