As an older foster child, Andrew longed for the day when he'd be
adopted by a real family because they loved him and wanted him to
be part of their family unit. Until that day dawned, like many
other foster kids, he lived with the stigma that he was kept by his
foster parents to generate income for them.
Of late, bad had gone to worse for 13 year old Andrew. He was
being sexually abused by Blanche, his new single foster mom.
Blanche had been abandoned by her husband and despised men.
Although she used Andrew for her own depraved needs, she treated
him poorly. To add to his pain, news of this sexual relationship
leaked out to his peers at school and he was now enduring verbal
torment at recesses and noon hour. Andrew couldn't bear the pain
any longer when the only friend who'd stuck up for him at school
turned against him. He felt totally alone, so unloved.
"Dear God, I have nothing left to live for," he sobbed one night
when his foster mom left for a party. "Please forgive me for what I
have to do, but I'm hurting so much."
Andrew headed to his foster mother's shed to get the rope. With
the rope coiled up under his coat, he headed to the big black
poplar tree in the Kinsman Park. Twelve feet off the ground was a
large branch at right angles to the trunk. Andrew quickly fashioned
a hangman's noose and shinnied up the tree. Bracing himself with
his legs he slipped the noose over his head and tied the other end
of the rope to the branch. Grasping the branch, he let himself
down. As he hung there by his fingertips, his short life passed
before him.......
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