Finally, we got to Joly´s house.
There she was sitting on her front porch on that reclining chair with one of her cats on her lap, she looks realy creepy, more than creepy.
When she did noticed us she got up of where she was sitting and ran over to us.
I didn´t know what to do so I just kept quiet in my seat.
My mom went to say hello to aunt Joly.
While Antony was getting my shit out of the van.
My mom opened the door, I knew I had to get out of the car at some point but I just didn´t want to.
Look at this adorable young lady -- she said with a big smile on her face --.
Hi aunt Joly -- I said senseless --.
Oh my lord who is that on your shirt -- she exclaimed while pointing at my shirt --.
It is Marilyn Manson -- I answer to her whit a lot of proud --.
Oh my. Why did you let her dress like this? -- she asked to my mom --.
I don´t know -- she said--. She is free to choose what she wants to dress.
Well it´s ok --she said pulling her shoulders--.
Antony finished getting out of the van Well it´s ok --she said pulling her shoulders --.
Antony finished getting out of the van all my shit and putting it into the house.
When he finished I knew it was time to say goodbye, but I didn´t gave a shit because I wasn´t going to miss them at all
Well I think this is it -- my mom said whit her voice cracking--.
Yes mom -- I said with cold voice --. now leave and don´t make this hardest than it is.
OK you are right; we should leave now .-- she said criying --.
When they left, me and Joly went into the house.
It was all pink and there were a lot of cats around every where.
Well, let me give you your room --. she said weirdly --.
I just wanted that it wasn´t pink or what ever that bullshit was; it really didn´t look nice.
I followed her down and in to the basement.
Fuck Yeah it wasn´t decorated.
There was a bed, some drawers. a closet and a restroom.
