A short STORY 1

Everything goes Downhill from here (Jayla's POV)

So this is my story
Mama tell me to stay in school, but I don't like that place. Kids pick on me all the time for the clothes I wear and how I look, so I just stop going.
Recently mama found out about me not going, because the school called ..last night actually. She pulled her belt out so fast as soon as I walked through the door. My butt still hurting right now. It's a good thing that it's Friday. I guess I have to start back on Monday. *frowns*
Every night I go to sleep I pray to God that my life gets better. As a matter of fact I pray to God every day. That's the only thing that keeps me with a positive attitude.
My sister getting worse and mama can't afford the medicine she needs and pay rent at the same time. Mrs. Pack from down the street told me that I could help pick up boxes around the shop for money, but it's not close to being enough.
I don't know what we're going to do, but if we don't find out soon it's going to be lose the apartment or my sister.
Of course mama used the money on my sister. And now somebody banging on the door telling us to be out by noon.
Where I live it's 36 degrees outside. We have no family or friends we can stay with. All shelters are filled. We tried to call the police to explain my sister sickness and they gave no cares. So now we're on the streets right now.
The medicine doesn't seem to be helping my sister and she's getting worse this cold air isn't helping not one bit.
We put everything we could find over her & prayed. It's all we could do.
The next morning we uncovered my sister to check her body temp. And we got no response or pulse... she was gone. The girl I went through a struggle with, my Bestfriend for 10 years was gone. I try to be strong in front my sister and mother put that day I cried my heart out, but crying wasn't going to bring her back. I figured nothing in life was suppose to go right for me. I was made to be hurt.
Today is Monday, we're still on the streets, but we managed to make some money for my sister's funeral. We're suppose to be going to a shelter tonight.. I guess I'm a little happy about that, but mama's making me go to school today still. I guess everyone heard about what happened so no one really said anything bad ..well they didn't say anything to me at all. Which is something I'll take. Even though I didn't like school I was pretty good at math I made a C+ on a pop quiz. I was so proud and ready to show mama. After school had been let out, I walked back to the spot we were sleeping at. I didn't see mama, I sat there for about a hour before I started to get worried. A man came to me which made me a little nerves, but he didn't seem that scary. He told me he had something to say, this is what he said...
"You Janet daughter ? Yo mama was walking to the corner store today. She got robbed and they shot her. I'm sorry for your lost girl, if I had money I would help you out. Alright now I gotta go"
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All I could do was stare straight ahead. No tears, no emotions. All I had was my mother & sister. My sister died of a sickness and my mother was just robbed and murdered.
Now I'm alone
So this is my story.

The end