Monologue: Orphan

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I thought I had it... had it all. I always wondered what my fate held for me, of course I was optimistic about the future but now at the stage where I am constantly moving, I know it was too good to be true. All I ever wanted was a big house, a wife, kids, fast cars and my parents. Wasn’t asking for too much. But my parents... my dad just disappeared, said he was coming back but he never did, some say he died in an accident, some say he fled because he had an affair, but my dad isn’t like that not even in the long run. My mum died, I saw it she died in my own arms, and till this day I look at myself in the mirror and say to myself is this really my life? Do I really deserve this? And I will never be loved I’m just a smelly, disgusting, disowned child... an orphan. I loved my mum she went through thick and thin to get me the best clothes, the best shoes and food. She didn’t have to, it was by choice. She picked me up when I was down, she kept me motivated she did everything possible to be the best mother... but I didn’t realise it then. Now when i have nothing, sleeping rough, living without food, wearing shoes 4 sizes big, and wearing the same old clothes, in the hope to find a new loving family. I’m on the list to find a foster home, my fourth one- hopefully I’ll taste what it is like to be in a proper family this time. My first family yeah she was nice couldn’t ask for more but she had a business meeting abroad and left me alone and never came back to me. That is my fate, a neglected child. My second family, to be honest I’d rather drown in the well. (MIKDAT STEPS OF BLOCK) “Listen boy, you do as I say even if it is licking my floor clean I don’t care, your of no use if I didn’t get money by looking after you trust me I would’ve left like your filthy animal of a mum did” (SILENCE).The man, ‘my foster dad’ just used me to earn a living. And trust me his attitude
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