For a month everything seemed ok. But soon after I noticed Brown Angel's uncle growing weary of my presence. I hardly ever talked to Angel’s uncle. He drank whiskey and water and watched TV most of the time. If I was to change the channel on the TV, he would get very upset. I felt awkward in this house, I didn't like living with such strange people. All they did was drink and watch TV. I spent most of my time in the bedroom studying and doing homework.

Not long after living at this place, about 6 weeks, I came home just after school, and all of my belongings were in 6 brown grocery bags. I knew something was wrong immediately. I asked my Mom, "Why are my things in grocery bags?"
She replied, "Victoria Angel's uncle doesn't want you to live here, he's not used to children. I will be taking you to Grandma's house to stay for awhile."
"WHAT!" I said upset and confused.
"Shhh, hurry let's get everything fast and go" she urged me.
"Ok I guess." said with tears in my eyes.

So I grab all of my things and she helps me as we walk down to my Grandmothers house. We walk into my Grandmothers and we sat down at her table. She discussed with my Grandmother what is going on. My Grandmother tells her I can stay, and so could my Mom if she wanted, but Brown Angel was not welcome to stay there. My Mom takes her up on the offer for me, but decides to stay with Brown Angel at his uncle’s house.

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