Creative Writing: Go To Homeless

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"GO TO HELL!" I yell down the stairs. My "dad" runs up them as quickly as he can, shouting curses at me as he goes, but before he makes it all the way up, I'm in my room and locking all three locks on my door. Suddenly there's banging and I take a step back. "YOU BETTER OPEN THIS GODDAMN DOOR RIGHT NOW, BECCA!" he yells. From another room the baby starts crying hysterically, and I can hear my "mom" trying to soothe him. The banging on my door continues, and I start to realize something. I can't do this anymore. I'm done. Before I know it, I'm packing my backpack full of clothes and my few savings. I grab everything I can think of that might be of value, like the pearl necklace my mom gave me for my sixteenth birthday, or the iPod I've had …show more content…

No, I could still start over without any of that. I could live with her, on the waterfront, and go to school in Michigan. Of course, that would involve calling up someone I haven't spoken to in half a year and asking them to let me live with them for the remainder of my high school experience. I walk inside the motel, and into the lobby. The floor is cracked from wall to wall and the walls themselves smell of mildew. The front desk is made of an odd, marble looking stone. There sits a woman with frizzy blonde hair and big red lips, blowing bubble gum and watching some housewives' show on TV. "Can I help ya?" She says in a nasally voice. "Um, hi. Can I please get a room?" I ask as politely and innocent as I can. She looks me up and down, obviously noting that I'm not in fact old enough to rent a room. After a moment's hesitation, she says, "Alright, hun. Lemme get-chu a key." And with that she bends down and hands me a clipboard and a room key. After filling out my information, and say thanks and head towards my room. When I open the door, I smell nothing but mold. I gag for the first few seconds, but get over it and close the door. I fall down on the bed with a thud, and immediately fall

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