My name is Lee Hana but I sometimes go by flower because that is the meaning of Hana. I’ve lived in a foster home ever since I was four years old. You see, when I was about three and a half, my parents and I got in a terrible car crash. Though I wasn’t harmed in the accident, my mother had died instantly. After that, my dad tried taking care of me but by the time I turned four, he couldn’t raise me with out the help of my mom. He decided to take me to a foster care home hoping that they would do a better job at caring for me. Well, I practically raise myself along with four of my younger foster siblings. There’s Dae-Ho, who’s the oldest and is 10 and next are the twins, Mi and min. Min is the sorta cubby one that likes twinkies and his sister Mi is always arguing with him. Lastly, there’s Eun, who is the youngest. She is 6 years old and closest to me.

Before I feed myself, I make sure to get them breakfast, lunch, and dinner everyday so they wont starve. I also decided that I am the one resposible for them so I take care of them and I need to protect them.The staff believes in disipline…..ALOT. If we do the slightest bit thing wrong, that earns us a smack in the face with a rusty spatula. Sometimes, I wish Mom was alive, she would help me. But enough of that. It has been nearly 13 years and I would be turning 18 on Dec 3 which was only a few days away.

This was my home now…..But not for long.