When I opened the door I could not believe what was in front of me. There were about 20 or more boxes with our life (me and my mom's) inside them. I was honestly shocked at what stood before me, all I could think was why? Just why? My mom finally came out of the back room with a box in her arms and just looked at me like I was an alien.
"Mom, what's going on?"
"Raven, I couldn't find the right time to tell you this, but we are moving. I can not take this house anymore, I can barely afford it and take care of you at the same time. I can barely keep food on the table. This place is too expensive, it's just us and the utilities are over $500 a month on top of the rent. It's f*****g ridiculous, and I'm done. Go pack your room we need to get our stuff out by Sunday." she just about yelled at me.
See me and my mom have a very good but bad relationship. We are the same in most aspects but at the same time there are differences and they don't mesh well with her anger issues. It causes us to blow up and have all-out screaming matches with each other. At the end of the day, we still love each other but it makes for a lot of tension and silence.
I stumbled to my room and sat on my bed. All I could think about was why now, why did we have to move before I graduated. While I didn't have many friends I still had a few and I grew up here in this town. Everyone knew me and I knew them. I understood why mom couldn't stay here anymore and since I was only 16 and still a minor I had to go where she went, but I didn't like it.
*4 hours later*
After what seemed like forever I finally had my room packed up, I hated seeing my life in just a few boxes made me feel like I haven't had an impact on anything in life. 2 boxes for clothes, another for books, and a couple for miscellaneous odds and ends I've collected. it just didn't seem right but I had to live with it.
I went out to the kitchen to see what's for dinner and found my mom doing the same thing.
"Hey, mom what's for dinner?"
"I don't know, I don't feel like cooking after packing up the house today."
"Do you think we could order a pizza, and possibly split a salad?"
"I suppose, go order it and I'll get the money for it."
I ordered our favorite pizza, large pepperoni sausage and onion pizza with a salad and ranch for it. It was our go-to order, anytime I called to put the order in they knew exactly who it was and what we wanted.
After 35 minutes it came and mom and I went to sit down and eat. I figured now would be a good time to ask some questions I have been holding on to.
"So mom, where are we moving to?"
"I don't know to be honest. I haven't been looking, I just made up my mind this past Monday because things are just not going right and I'm done with this place. I know we need a place to live and we will find one hopefully soon. Until then we will figure it out as we go. I figure put our stuff in storage until we get a place, and stay with your aunt or maybe even a shelter if it comes down to it. But I don't know right now, I just know we need out from under this place."
I couldn't believe what I just heard, we have no money no place to live, and no idea what to do. It made no sense, we needed a plan. We needed to find a place to live and one that we could afford, and we needed to find a place to stay in the meantime.
This was going to be so much fun...