I debated doing this from my actual account because well privacy. I've also thought about doing an AMA sometime on reddit.

I was in the system and a ward of the state from 11 years of age until I was 18. I'm in my mid 30s now. I was in the top 2% of abuse cases in regards to severity according to what staff had told me. I've experienced a very unusual childhood, that most can't fathom a parent would do.

I lived in 20 something homes, including boys ranches, group homes up to level 14, normal foster homes, and even juvenile hall.

I will list some things I've experienced.

My first permanent pavement, they were physically abusing the children, including myself. One of the usual methods was a forced small to medium kick to the groin. They also restricted food. These are big issues to me because I had just left similar issues with my parents, and came into the system malnourished.

A couple years later, I was in a boys home. I believe level 12. I was a minority, although I am white. There were 8 boys, generally 1 staff who cared very little. There was a lot of gang affiliation etc. I was the youngest at 12 oldest was almost 18. Anyways, there was essentially 1 leader of all the kids we will call him Marlo, he wasn't actually the oldest but charismatic, matured, and violent. Marlo and one of the kids we will call Tim, were about to box all the time. Under Marlos direction one night we held Tim down. Marlo plugged a 3 prong stereo cord into the wall. The wire was stripped. Marlo connected the two ends on Tims skin. There was a very loud pop, a flash, and the power tripped, and screaming. It tripped either the gfi or house, I forget. Tim was really burned, and some of the copper was in his skin. At 12 it was horrific to me, I was very scared of Marlo but in hindsight I should of fought on behalf of Tim. Tim lived but I'm sure he has that scar today.

Staff come in, pissed. Marlo says it was an accident Tim says they were messing around. It is late. Incident report gets filed in the morning and an investigation starts.

During the investigation over the next week. Marlo forces me to give him oral sex at knife point in the bathroom. I've never felt such shame and disgust.

The next week he threatens me with it, holding it over my head that he'll tell everyone if I don't do this or that etc. Eventually I tell staff. Thankfully I'm removed that day, and transferred 3 hours away.

I started partying hard at 13. Get expelled etc, fights, drinking, not coming home etc. Bounce around through the system.

At 14, I meet my first none bonded human. I'm not sure what the clinical name is. It is a person who never bonded with his parents etc. A true psychopath. Was caught burning a kitten in a barrel among other things. He was 13. We will call him Andy. Andy never bonded, he was sociopath. Funny when needed to be, but would lie even when faced with facts. Gas lighted other kids. Everything was manipulative. You never take a favour from him. He was typically violent, fighting etc. One day he threatened to stab staff during an outburst, after they found him tying up a staffs dog in the garage.

When I was 14, I met a kid who attempted to burned his brother in his sleep. He served 4 years in CYA and was doing his last year as a minor in our group home.

I was hit in the face by a foster parent at 15. I was asking for it but.. I would never as an adult. Although I'm sure it was out of character for him and I forgive him.

In the same agency a foster mom had an affair with a foster kid.

I went to a special school at one point for kids like me who didn't work well with society. At one time, a girl stripped fully naked in the bathroom and ran outside and down the street. She had ran away from her group home and was raped while hitchhiking. I think she was 15 or so.

You see a lot of raped kids, of both sexes. The worst is when the parents sell the children to others. It seems to be more harmful longterm than general raping. The word molest is too tame imo when it comes to this topic. This isn't touching, this is penetration etc.

I have seen countless suicide attempts, lots of light bulbs broken to cut wrists.

A couple ODs. 1 hanging.

I met a lot of kids, you really bond with some of them. Some will always have a piece of my heart. I think the experience can be so terrible that it is a war of sorts and it bonds those you go through it with.

There are a lot of kids I knew, I know are probably in prison now. I'm very lucky with how my life turned out. I'm saddened though at times that I'm the exception and so many lives were ruined.

99% are that way due to parents. There are kids that are born bad. I know people don't want to hear it but it is true. It is exceptionally rare though. Very rare. Most fucked up adults, homeless, in prison etc. Were kids that got messed up by their parents. Ruined before they ever had a chance.