Narrative Essay Homeless

Once my family and I became homeless, my emotions were weary, my life felt like I was only going down from there, I Guadalupe Pena Lopez, hit rock bottom. My family and I were living in a house local to the school, stores and one day all of that will be taken from us. Apparently the government convicted our home and left a letter saying that our house wasn't under circumstances to live in so we had thirty days to move out. Soon enough we were looking for houses within our price budget and big enough to fit a family of seven. Our time was soon coming to an end, yet no house or even just an option that we might be willing to take. As our time came to an end, we made the decision to rent a storage and leave our appliances in there. Fortunately my aunt Aracely let us stay in her house for as long as we need meanwhile we were trying to find a place to live, however her house is in Moreno Valley and we were going to school in San Bernardino. …show more content…
It wasn't a walking distance either, as a matter fact, it was at least a thirty minute drive with no traffic to school. Staying in someone's house, even though its family sometimes can get really uncomfortable, so we would leave throughout the day and get to the house really late just to sleep. My parents would even sleep in the car at times because my cousin’s girlfriend went to the extend to call us freeloaders. My stepfather got a call one day for a mobile home that was available within our budget, it had three rooms and two restrooms so we would fit there. As soon as we started planning on moving in we got our family car purloined, we then immediately filed a report and within a month we got it back. We soon moved in right away and still to this day we are living in the same mobile home thankfully we have not experienced being homeless