THE BOY NEXT DOOR.

Being poor

When my dad told me that we were moving to America I thought he was joking, I was expecting a laugh or anything to prove that what he was saying was not true instead his voice came out from the speaker of my mum's phone

'I will talk to your mum about the passports'

At that point, I wanted to tell everyone who will listen that I'm fatherless, that the man I once called dad no longer exists. It was a bomb, how would we pay for the passports we already have debts including me in the 3rd grade, I borrowed a Calvin Klein dress from a girl and promised her that I would pay her back, I know she would have forgotten but my conscience is too strong, besides I have lived in London for too long

Ever since he left 4 years ago to look for a better job in America mum has been taking up double jobs to keep up. The worst part was having to explain to my 7-year-old, sister, Nina why we have to leave.

' I don't wanna go, what about grandpa Wallace he can't stay on his own' she wailed into my tee-shirt

There was no way I could tell her we were living on loans, dads trip took most of the family money just yesterday mum had to sell my bike, I have no electronics but I can't complain because it's for my good.

Mum was sitting on the couch her heads in her hands she was once pretty but stress has taken it away and replaced it with eye bags and wrinkles, I put my hands on her shoulders and massaged it for her.

' You should eat something' I offered.

' no, instead of worrying about me you should go and pack your stuff, I will be okay'

I stood up to go to the small kitchen when a hand grabbed mine.

' Thank you' she whispered.

I nodded my head and went for the kitchen. There was not much there the fridge was a gift from one of my mum's childhood friends who came here and decided its the best she could do for us, which just makes me sad.

I'm like the only person in my grade that has no electronics but I'm fine with that the library is my safe haven. We had bread and peanut butter I guess that that will do.

The next day when I woke up My mum was packing things when I asked her how we got the money she said that they sold the house and that the new owners will be coming two hours after we go to the airport.

" Willow, do I have to throw away my barbie doll