The memories I have living with one of the families in particular are all horrible. The mother would take my clothes for her family and deny taking them.
Their kids would constantly bully me in the house and because they didn't let me out, all I could do was sit in my room and cry. They would also steal my things too.
One thing I will never forget is the day a burglar came into their house. We came home to see the place in a mess. I got scared (and started to cry ^^;) and one of their kids shouted at me saying "What are you crying for? This even isn't your house!"
