Falling.

Part one

I was in fourth period math thinking about dance when the principal walked in asking for me. I stood up and walked out of the classroom thinking we would talk there,but when she started walking down the hallway I knew something was up. It has to be something to do with my mom. Was all I could think, after my dad had left us and she became a drug addict, we would go to the hospital at least two times a week because I found her passed out on the floor. We walked into the office where I found a social worker sitting there. I didn't need this right now, they've come to me before and I always put up a fight, not to leave my mom. This time I just said "I'm ready now." Tears rolled down my cheeks as they somberly nodded and walked out with me. As I got in the car,the realization hit me I will never see my mom again. I was almost 18 and wherever I was going I was sure to be out of there soon, I didn't want to come back here so that left me on my own. Where even was I going to go? I had no close family, so that would only leave complete strangers to take me in. We pulled up to a small building that I recognized as the apartment my mom and I lived in. We got out of the car and walked up two flights of stairs to get to the second floor, we turned right from the staircase and saw my apartment,215. I walked in and saw my mom sitting on the couch with officers everywhere, she tried to get up and run to me but a policeman stopped her. I continued crying as I walked to my room and grabbed my already packed bags and walked back out. I saw my mom screaming at an officer while the workers pulled me out. Once we got back in the car I put my headphones on and zoned out thinking about everything. I knew this was coming why didn't I just give in sooner? I can start fresh, go to school where nobody knows me, have a nice family, make new friends. I had always been the outcast kinda girl but maybe now I can change that. Of course I was still upset but life could be better for me now. We pulled up to the social workers building and got out. We walked in and she sat me at her office desk and introduced herself "I'm Anna,your social worker now," I nodded " a family has committed to taking you in for as long as you need, they are the Avery's." (Did you really take my description seriously?)The Avery's, that sounded familiar but I couldn't place it at the moment. I  nodded once again and waited for them to get there. About an hour and a half later a family walked in.