The Lost Boy...Part ONE

A few weeks back my favorite case worker from the agency called me and mentioned to me that there was a sibling set that came into care.  A little boy and his sister.  She said they needed clothes because they came with almost nothing.   I told the worker I'd put the word out.  I explained that the foster mom should save her initial clothing allowance for school clothes and that I could probably get some summer things together from some friends of mine.  I put the word out on my social media page that there was a need and my friends (as always) came through.  A week went by and I handed the clothes to the worker.  She told me that the boy was 4 and his sister was 7.  She also told me that the sister wasn't a size 10/12 as previously told...she was a 14/16.  The worker went on to tell me that this is one of the most horrifying cases of neglect that they've seen.  After 4 days in care they had to separate the siblings, who have no bond, and move the boy to another home.  It seems as if their bio mom kept him in his room, naked.  They weren't allowed out of their trailer.  Bio mom doesn't read or write so she couldn't take advantage of services like W (I) C.  She fed her kids ONLY frozen pizza, orange soda, chicken nuggets and crinkle cut fries.  While the girl (7) seems a bit self absorbed she is almost age appropriate.  The boy, on the other hand, was extremely delayed...functioning at the level of a 1.5 year old.  The current foster home was also having trouble with him and they were looking to move him...again.  Bio mom let him run around naked and urinate on the kitchen floor.  He sounded feral. From the day I found out about him, I prayed.  I prayed that God would place him in a home that could accommodate his special needs.  I prayed that he would recover from his years of abuse.  I prayed that he would find peace and comfort away from what he has always known.  A few weeks went by and I heard through the grapevine that he was moved again...twice.  It made my heart so sad.  They began talking about inpatient care and it broke me. 
Then I heard he was moved for a 5th time.