My Life

I remember, when one day my mom said to me while she was fixing her makeup, 'I'm going to a friends house for a while...I'll be back in couple minutes.' She left me at home alone.Luckily, my aunt had a key to the apartment we lived in, and found me the next day. I was crying, because I had spent the night alone. Also because, my mom drug dealer had come banging on the door. And I had scream at the top of my lungs 'Go away! She's not here! Leave me alone!'. After I told her what had happened, she took my hand, and led me to her car saying, 'You can spend the night at my house.' So I did. But neither of us knew that I would end up staying longer than that. My mom didn't come back for a week. And when she did come home, she was a mess. She was drunk too.

My mother and my aunt got into a fight the night she got home. 'Why did you take my daughter?!' my mother screeched at my aunt. 'I took her because she was home alone. My god! You don't even care about her! You're killing her! You're killing her!' my aunt screamed back.

You're killing her... the words ran through my head. Being 5 years old, I was wondering what she had meant by that.