They took us to their police car and put us in the back seat, and we quickly learned that you can't open the back door of a police car from the inside. It was dark and snowing and we didn't know where we were going but they kept saying everything would be okay. I must have fallen asleep, because the next moment we were in this big office building, in front of a desk. The lady behind it all said they would find us a new family to stay with, that everything would be fine. Are we hungry? Thirsty? Cold? What did we need? I told them I wanted to go home, they bought me a blanket and told me they would find us a house straight away. Then they took us to a room full of hard plastic couches and told us someone would come soon to check on us. My sister sat down and put my head on her lap, I wanted to know everything was going to be okay and I felt like she was all I had left. She rubbed my head and told me everything would be okay, that she wouldn't let anything bad happen to us. I trusted her, she had no way of knowing everything would be okay, she wasn't much older than me. We needed our dad to tell us, but no one told us when it was going to happen.