Dear Ariella,

xx

Dear Ariella,

You invited me to live with you until my aunt comes.

My house got evicted.

Social services found out about me owning my parents' house.

Minors can't own property.

I was left with two suitcases full of clothing, the furniture belonged to our land lord.

Every night,

I'll see you

Read to you

Smell your strawberry scent

And most importantly

Sleeping next to you

With my arms wrapped around you.

I think this will be the best two days ever

Even if I was evicted from my house.

But I'm still home.

You're my home.

-Lucas