Last week I got to knew that someone I trusted had done an child welfare information to the local social service. So I have been living at my father's for a couple of months now, and I've been doing pretty alright. But a few days ago my social worker called me and said that someone who works at the kidshome I used to live has called her and brought out her worry of me. She had said my father to drink too much and me to run all aroud the city at the weekends - drinking. Bullshit, I say. I didn't actually give a shit what were they about to do with that, I even had a little wish in the back of my mind they to put me back to kidshome. That did not happen. On the mornin I went to meet my social worker and she asked me what I thought about those things. I denyed nearly all of them. I admitted that yes, my father drinks, but what about it, he's a grown up, and he's allowed to do so. And yes, he buys me beer and allows me to spend my weekends however I like, but that's ok, with both of us. I'm nearly 18, so there isn't so much they could do anymore. I don't know do I want them to do something or not. There's a hurricane inside my head.
