school help: can anyone tell me about foster care? - Help.com

what do you mean by a “self-declared student?”

i don’t want to live on my own, i really do want a family.
i want a decent relationship with my dad but i can’t have one because my stepmom is in the way.
i know that sounds really immature but it’s the only way i can put it.
she won’t let me get close to my dad.
just yesterday, my sister and i were on the back deck with my dad eating popsicles, and she poked him with the stick and we were all laughing.
then stuff happened.
i went inside because i was still hungry.
i was looking for the macaroni that i had made, i made a lot so i could continue eating it for a few days.
my dad was downstairs playing his saxophone and it was loud, so i yelled to him and so did my sister.
and he came up and asked what was wrong, and i asked him if he ate all of the macaroni or threw it away.
i couldn’t believe that he and my stepmom would eat all of that. it was a HUGE tub. so i assumed that he threw it away.
he said he didn’t and that he didn’t know anything about it, so i was like, “well maybe brenda did it.” he still didn’t know. brenda is my stepmom by the way.
so i went to my sister’s bedroom with her and sat while my dad asked brenda about it, and i heard every word she said, “oh, i threw it away because i didn’t know if she wanted it anymore!” then my dad went and told me.
that right there was utter crap.
the thing is, the day before i had gone out to get some of the macaroni and my dad and i got into an arguement again. so i left the room and i left the tub of it on the counter cause i was trying to get away fast.
what i don’t understand is why she would throw it away when she complains about how they don’t have hardly any money and food costs a lot. it was completely hypocritical.
on top of that, she had been seeing me eat it for the past week or so. no common sense, or common courtesy.
anyway, after a while she came in and in a snobby voice, she was just like, “do you have a problem with me throwing your food away?” so i told her how i felt. that i thought it was hypocritical and wrong and rude.
and she started screaming and yelling.
then she turned to my little sister who was right beside me and started yelling at her and saying, “DON’T YOU DARE LAY A HAND ON YOUR DAD EVER AGAIN! DON’T YOU DARE TOUCH HIM AGAIN! YOU WHACKED HIM WITH A POPSICLE STICK! NO ONE BUT ME GETS TO TOUCH YOUR DAD! YOUR DAD IS NOT YOUR FRIEND, HE DOES NOT LIKE YOU, HE IS NOT YOUR PLAY THING! GET THAT THROUGH YOUR HEADS! HE IS MINE!” and then she just stormed off.
it disgusted me.
so see, as long as she’s around i’m never gonna get anywhere.
i’ve sort of realized from all this that i’m kinda on my own even if i have a place to stay.
i’m just going to have to put up with homeschool and make the best out of it, i guess.
i but i’m so sick of this. i’m so sick of how she treats us and him. i can’t believe he puts up with a freaking psychotic wacko. the funny thing is, they met at the psychiatrist’s office.
maybe i shouldn’t have thought about the foster care thing, i dunno.
i just thought of it today because we had another arguement.
we were gonna go to the movies, and i was in the shower, and then i hear doors slam and my dad yells that we aren’t going to the movies anymore and that i could blame my sister. i said that he shouldn’t say that because he probably provoked her to get mad anyway.

so five minutes later my sister comes into the bathroom and says that my dad and stepmom just left. left the house. she told me what happened, that my dog was in my room where she was painting so she kicked the dog out so her paints wouldn’t get spilled, then brenda hauled off and immediately put izzy back into my room. my little sister is vicious. she has anger issues, to say the least. so she got mad and kicked the dog out again and slammed the door shut.
so then i called my dad and asked him if he’d come home because i think we had a misunderstanding that needed to be solved, and he just started freaking out and saying, “IZZY WENT IN THERE ON HER OWN! BRENDA DIDN’T DO IT!”
i didn’t even accuse him of anything. but anyway, he said that brenda and him were doing their own thing now, and i said that he really should try to be more responsible, and he just hung up on me.
call the cops on me and make me go to juvie. but i slid past them and went to the kitchen and tried to keep myself from crying by finishing the new batch of macaroni that i had been making for my sister to eat.
and brenda just follows me out and screams at me. i ignored her, and then i told my dad that i can’t believe he would put his family and his entire life on the line for someone like her. it was under my breath but i know he heard it.
so she started accusing me of treating my dad like crap. i’ll admit that maybe i do. to be honest, i basically try to ignore them all the time even if it’s hard. i just want them to leave me alone. but all of these things still happen. this entire week, every single day, we’ve argued. i find myself sitting up in bed and thinking, “oh no…i wonder what we have in store for today.” i hate this and it’s stressing me out. sorry, that was long. but this is really stressful.

sorry, i think half of my post got messed up. i’ll try it again:
he comes home, and they both start screaming that my sister needs to pack her things because they were taking her home. so my sister goes into her room to get her stuff and brenda just chased her in there and started screaming at her. i heard my sister start crying, so i went to see what was going on, and i told brenda to just leave her alone because she’d done enough damage. i tried to get to my sister but my dad came up and they both said that they would call the cops on me and make me go to juvie if i didn’t shut up and get into my room. but i slid past them and went to the kitchen and tried to keep myself from crying by finishing the new batch of macaroni that i had been making for my sister to eat.
and brenda just follows me out and screams at me. i ignored her, and then i told my dad that i can’t believe he would put his family and his entire life on the line for someone like her. it was under my breath but i know he heard it.
so she started accusing me of treating my dad like crap. i’ll admit that maybe i do. to be honest, i basically try to ignore them all the time even if it’s hard. i just want them to leave me alone. but all of these things still happen. this entire week, every single day, we’ve argued. i find myself sitting up in bed and thinking, “oh no…i wonder what we have in store for today.” i hate this and it’s stressing me out. sorry, that was long. but this is really stressful.