Chapter 1: Grandma

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Ok so I'm going to start putting the author's notes in the beginning. But since I like playing games I'm going to do a scavenger hunt, for your names.😏 now if you don't get it this is what I mean, instead of me stating the names and roles of the people who are going to be in the book, your going to have to find it throughout the next 2-3 chapters. Sounds fun right😂😇

Chapter 1: Grandma

I sat on the stained carpet as I turned up the tv, trying to block out the noises coming from my mom's room. I thought back to a few days ago when my grandma came over to take me and my sisters, Zion and Leniece. She told us that she didn't want us to be in this living condition while our mom was "sick." I didn't really understand why she worded it that way, we all knew what she was doing.

Zion and Leniece didn't want to go, but I convinced them to. They wanted me to go as well, but I told them that I had to stay here to take care of mom. They continued to beg and plead, but grandma told them to get in the car and for them not to worry. Before she left she gave me a slight smile and said, "I'll see you soon."

That one line has been running through my head since she said it. What did she mean by that?  A loud knock, knocked me out of my thoughts. I got up and slowly walked to the door. I opened it thinking that it was another man that was coming for my mom, but I was wrong. The man that appeared from behind the door had on a black suit, and looked very...professional.

I continued to examine the man, until he cleared his throat, causing me to look up at him." Who are you?" I asked, trying not to sound rude." I'm Charles from the Child Protective Services." He started quickly, flashing his badge in my face." I've been called to examine your house and talk to I'm guessing, your mother and you." He added. "Who called you here?" I question, raising an eyebrow." I can't say." He stated simply. "Okay... wait here." I said hesitantly before slamming the door in his face and running down the hall to my mom's room.

I knocked on her room door before saying," Um mom... there's a man at the door saying he's from the child protective services." I said through the door. The noises then stopped and I heard footsteps, seconds later my mom appeared from behind a crack of the door in a robe. "Tell him I'm busy." She spoke, as the smell of weed hit my nose. "Okay, but he said he's here to look around the house too." I added. "Shit." She quickly mumbled." I'll be out in a second, don't let him in yet." She added closing the her door again.

I walked back to the front door, and slightly cracked it, so Charles could slightly see me. "She'll be out in a second, she just got out the shower." I said sweetly, flashing a quick smile before closing the door.

My mom rushed out of the room, and begin trying to clean up the living room." Go clean the kitchen!" She somewhat yelled. I nodded and rushed over to the kitchen, turning on the water and running it over the dishes to put them in the dishwasher. After I was done I quickly wiped down the corners, swept the floor, and rushed back into the living room.

"Is your room clean?" My mom asked while putting down a rug to hide the stains on the carpet. "Yeah." I responded, as she motioned me to sit on the couch. She walked to the door and I picked up the remote scrolling through the channels to make it seem a normal. She slowly opened the door and smiled brightly. "Hi, come in." She offered, stepping to the side so Charles could come in. He slowly stepped in and looked around. He began examining the house, as my mom sat down trying to be as innocent as possible.

Charles came back into the room and stood in front of us." Is it alright if I talk to your daughter, alone?" He asked." Yeah go ahead." Mom said standing up and walking to her room. Before she walked in she turned around looked at me, giving me a wink. I looked at the man as he pulled out a notepad and a pen from his suitcase. "Okay, so has your mother ever hit you without reasoning, in an area other than your bottom?" He asked, getting ready to write." No." I said nonchalant. "Have you ever seen your mom with a white powder?" He questioned. He didn't have to say "white powder" I already knew he meant cocaine." No." I stated simply." Have you seen your mom smoke?" He said continuing to interrogate me. "N-" I said before the man that had been in my mom's room all morning, came out her room naked, while my mom chased after him trying to pull him back. As soon as Charles saw the man he looked over at my mom with a stern look, and to make things worst the smell of weed came out her room once again, causing Charles to get up and walk over to my mom's room.

A few minutes later he came back to the living room, as my mom trailed behind him screaming, " You can't take her she's all I have left!" But Charles ignored her and told me to go pack my stuff." No I have to stay and take care of her!" I yelled staying where I was. He looked over at me and picked me up. He took me outside and put me in his car. I tried to get out but I guess the child lock was on. I kicked and screamed trying to find a way to get out, as I saw him walking out the door with a suit case. My mom ran up to the car trying to open it, but it wouldn't budge. Charles got in and we drove off. I watched my mom fall to the ground crying, as the noisy neighbors came out to see what was going on.

I turned back in my seat and looked at Charles." Why'd you make me come?! I didn't want to leave her!" I yelled. "That wasn't a safe living environment for you." He said glancing at me, then put his eyes back on the road. I sighed obnoxiously, and looked out the window." Where are you taking me anyways?" I asked with an attitude." To your grandmother's house in California."

At the moment I realized who called him over.

Grandma....
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So who's names were in this chapter?👀  Oh and sorry I haven't updated in a while. I had a lot of things to do and I decided that I was going to update before I go to camp tomorrow😅. I'm going to try to update while I'm there, but even if I don't I'm only there for a week so I can update after.

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