is this wrong?

"Hey kid get up. People are here to meet you. Not that they will adopt you anyways!"Hildra barked at me causing me to yelp out in fear. "Whimp" she mumbled and walked out of my room.
The tears started flowing as soon as she left.
I never understood why my mom dropped me off here. Its been a year. I have been to twenty foster homes since ive been here. SIx this month.
I was always sent back because I usually got depressed during a move and never got along with the kids. The kids always beat the shit out of me causing me to draw away from social activities.
Every night i would hug my knees to my chest and silently sob and shake.
It usually called for more beatings. The more i thought about my past the more i cried.
After what felt like forever i finally stopped crying and got dressed.
Slowly putting on my black skinny jeans and a Black Veil Brides tank top and slowly walked downstairs.
When I entered the room there was no one but Hildra there.
"I thought i was meeting someone." I said softly.
"oh yes. They left. I told them all about you and they decided they didnt want to adopt you." She said while giving me an evil grin.
"She always does this!" I thought. "She always makes people run from me"
I started sulking back up the stairs and she groaned. "Hurry back you little shit. Another family wants to meet you. A single mother and Her son Frank.
I ran upstairs and grabbed my sketchbook and a pencil and ran downstairs already dreading this meet.
I started sketching two different sides in one body. The body being me.
Most of the body was taken up by thunder clouds and rain. What was left of it was sunny.
About ten minuets later Hildra walked to me and said "meet Alice and Frank!" She put on the fakest smile i have ever seen. I looked up over my sketch book and through my hair.
OMG hes cute!
He looked over at me and i gave a shy weak smile. He looked at me and gave me a simple little "fuck you" smile

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