6 Months Away

I hate this place. The paint on the walls were pealing, there were rats everywhere, and there was an overall sense of dirt. Why did my mom have to be the one that was laid off?

You see when she lost her job we couldn't afford our home anymore so we had to move to a homeless person place, that I didn't even bother to learn the name of.

 

I walked outside of my room and into my little brother's. He was sleeping peacefully on his creaky cot. I didn't want the rest of his life to be like this. I walked over and pulled a chair next to him. He was such a cute child. He has blond curly hair, big blue eyes, and a tinted skin color. I love this kid too much to let him suffer. I must talk to mom about this.

 

I found her in the living room with someone I didn't know. "Mom, what's going on?"

I march into the room with a force that even she couldn't deny.

 

"Oh, um, this is Mr. Hasley he's the landlord of this place and he just stopped in to give us a visit." Her face was flustered, there was something esle going on.

 

"Your not telling me everything, you promised that you would always tell me everything no matter what." Now I was getting mad, she can't do this again not after what happened last time.

 

"Okay how about Mr. Hasley tells you what's going on." I looked over at Mr. Hasley. He looked like an honorable man whom you would trust.

 

"Well, Mr. Hasley what's going on?" I stared him down, finally he looked up at me and there was agony all over his face.

 

"I'm so sorry to tell you this but you guys have been here for 4 months now and neither of you have recieved income during that time period and well I'm just gonna come out and say it. You guys only have 6 more months in here before I have to kick you out." When he finished talking it was like the world stopped for a few seconds. Once I processed what he had said I ran out of there and back into my little brother's room. I grabbed him and some things that he will need, then I got some stuff for myself. I went over to the vase that came with the place and took out my secret stash of money.

 

When I returned to the living room with Aiden in my arms and our stuff, my mom was already getting drunk and high. I walked over to the door and realized that she put this on herself. She was offered some part time jobs but she refused to take them, she thought that her boss was gonna call her up one day and give her job back to her. That never happened so she turned to drugs and alcohol. Once she saw me with Aiden she dropped her head and cried. I didn't even bother to comfort her.

 

I walked over to the door and looked back at her. It was a pathetic sight to see. I kicked open the door but before I left I let my mom know something that she should've heard a long time ago. "You know you've been a horrible mother, don't even try to defend yourself just let me talk. Sure you lost your job but did you even try to keep up hope, no you didn't. You never kissed us goodnight while we were here and you never tried to keep your alcohol and drug problem a secret. So here's a bit of advise only try to find me once you've got your priorities in check." And with that I left her not knowing if I would ever see her again.

Reviews

[LadyKarissa]

Congratulations you have won second prize in my writing contest. Thanks for entering. Ladybythelake_55 (Lucie A Wesson)

[dreaming dame]

Well written:). The inspiration must have been strong.

[Just Me]

This was good. What compelled you to write this????