#youngwritershousehold

Abandoned.
Yes, that's what had happened I'd been abandoned
One minute I was singing Christmas carols with spencer and jane and the next I was on the streets in a small cardboard box.

I sat there, in my box and cried, thinking of all the happy memories we had.
But all them times were gone now. They had vanished like the sun.

Then A figure turned down the alley way and stopped At the opening of my box.

"Jane" I cried out hoping my once loved friend had come to rescue me.
"I'm not Jane, I'm afraid. But I'm here to help you" the figure took my hand and walked me inside a little house.
"where are we?" I croaked, I was in desperate need of water.
"we are at the help house, we help people off the streets" she replied
"do you have any water?" she nodded, grabbed a glass full of water and handed it to me. The clean, fresh water ran down my throat as I drank.
"thank you" I said
"your welcome" she replied.

Four weeks later I was out of the help house and into my own apartment. I would never forget what that lady had done for me that night.

It was the 3rd of february and I sat curled up in a blanket watching jeremy Kyle on series link.
Then I heard the knock. I got up and answered the door.
"hello?" I asked the man who stood at my door. He smiled and then frowned
"hello, we are here to remove you
From this apartment"
"what? Why?" I cried
"bills. You have failed to pay your bills."
"what bills?" what bills? I'd not received any bills since I was kicked out of my last apartment.
"your bills. We have sent you countless reminders"
"but-" I cried
"no buts. This apartment is ours now. So if you will kindly hand over your keys" the man held out his hand. I gave him my keys and walked down stairs.

I was abandoned once again.