Need Advice/Update to my confession:

I took the boy back to “kidde jail”. I inquired about his status, and they informed me he could be adopted out as soon as he turned 11 in Spetmember.

I may take the plunge and adopt this boy. I have so much to offer him- nice house, good food, love and support, vacations, good schools and college. One of the best advantages I could offer him is the guarantee that he would not be abused in any way and he would get counseling to recover from any abuse he’s experienced. He could start fresh in middle school and make some new friends. I may give this young man a chance and a great, happy future. It would make me happy again, too. This boy told me that he had never felt so safe and happy as he was with me during those two days. He said he was glad he chose my basement to hide out in. I’m glad too, baby. ?

Orginial confession:

I live next door to a youth detention center (aka youth jail). I’m a 47 year old widowed woman; my only daughter is away at college. Last night, a few children escaped from this detention center. And what do I find in my basement? A 10 year old boy. He told me his sob story and I believe him for the most part. He was very hungry; I fed him because he was emaciated. When I helped him out of his rags for a bath, I notice these huge whelts along his back and stomach. He says they beat children in there with whips. I laid him down to sleep in my guest room, but he came into my room and asked to lay with me because he had a nightmare. I cuddled up with him and asked him when did he last get a hug- he said 3 years! That made me hug him more. He looked up at me with his big, green eyes and asked me if I loved him. How could I say no? He told me that staff at the jail told him no one would ever love him; that he’d just be passed around like trash his whole life because no one wanted him. It broke my heart.
He had an accident in my bed…he immediately curled up into a ball on the floor, yelling out, “Please don’t whip me!” Over and over again. How can I turn him in? I’ve had him two days now and he seems more confident already. I want to take off with him in the middle of the night and both of us start over, fresh. I want this boy to grow up with love and confidence.

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