The first one didn't really involve the boys but don't worry loves, i'm getting there.
I instantly feel tears well up in my eyes like a fountain.
Where are supposed to go?
If we can't live here anymore, then where will we go?
I pull the notice off the door and push the screen door open as i walk.
Hurriedly pulling pictures off the walls is my Aunt.
When she notices me home, she rushes over to me and wraps her bony arms around me.
“It's going to be okay Madi. We're going to be ok.” She keeps repeating in my ears, but i can tell that she's been crying too.
“Where will we go now?” I find myself sobbing now. When did it get this hard?
I bought groceries, and helped pay the bills.
I had a job and we were doing okay.
When did we take a turn for the worst?
“I've called an old friend from school. She's letting us stay with her family until we get back on our feet.” Aunt Lori says shakily.
How long will that take? I think bitterly to myself.
“We're leaving in tomorow night, so you should go pack.” She tells me, squeezing my shoulders.
Once in my room i open all my drawers and hastily stuff all my band tees and ripped jeans in my duffel, along with my box of old music and some posters from my walls.
Next to go is the essentials, bras and underwear, a toothbrush and minty toothpaste, a brush and some hair ties.
Thats all i'll really need. When our house gets taken, all the existing furniture in it will be sold.
I didn't have much anyways.
I glance once again at all my possessions i'll be leaving behind before i throw my hai into a loose ponytail and hop into my bed for the last time.