The Smell of Warm Cookies The smell of grandma’s fresh cookies warms my heart as I walk to her front door. I love coming here to escape from my other problems. I’m so happy to be away from my mom’s house. I can’t deal with her while she’s intoxicated.
“Well Shelby, since you have a problem with me drinking, you can just get your ass right out my house!” She yelled at me while my siblings just stood around and watched.
“I don’t want to be here. You act like you don’t love me anyways, so why should I stay here with you if you 're drunk and acting crazy all the time?” I asked her.
“Trust me, I don’t want you here as much as you don’t want to be here. You 're just another mouth to feed. Now get out if you 're going!” I walked out of that …show more content…
I’m safe now. Away from mom. Away from her drug addict of a boyfriend. I’m safe. At grandma’s house. At my home where there was always the smell of warm cookies in the winter time. Starry Nights
All three of my older cousins came to spend the night with me at grandma’s house tonight. Since, mom didn’t want to let me in the house tonight. It’s been two weeks since mom and I got into a fight. However, the last one was worse.
“Maybe the house would be clean if you would pick up your empty beer bottles!” I yelled at my mom. She woke all of us in the middle of the night, screamed at us for not cleaning up after her, and she threatened to beat us all.
“I don’t care if it’s my mess or not, you 're going to clean it up! I’m the mother! You little shit, you 're my slave!” She screamed at me.
“I’m nobody’s slave and I’m going to leave if you keep yelling at me!” I yelled back at her.
“That’s all you do Shelby, run away! I don’t care anymore!” I didn’t even let the words finish coming from her mouth, I runned out that house. I haven’t been back since then. Grandma invited my three older cousins to come stay the night with me, so I won’t be alone. They all live in California with her dad. So they can’t visit me in the winter. I’m happy it’s summer, I can spend my summer with …show more content…
She drinks the rest of her beer, putting her head back, to make sure that it’s all out of the bottle. “Now Shelby, that’s not how you talk to adults,” she says calling me by my older sister’s name. “That’s not my name,” I say back to her. To break the tension in the room, Kyra starts giggling in my arms. Now that she’s done crying, she’s back to her giggly self. “I don’t care what you 're name is, if you can’t respect the adults in this house you won’t have a place to call home!” she yells at me. I sit Kyra on the ground to where she can stand up on her own. I stand up so that I can look my mother dead in her eyes. “Since you don’t want me here. I want stay here.!” “Well where are you going to go? You 're grandma isn’t in tell remember?” My mom says laughing. Franks grabs another beer out the refrigerator. He walks out the room leaving Kyra, my mom, and I in the kitchen. “I’m going to go away from here!” “Good luck, don 't you ever come back either.” “I won’t i promise.” I turn to walk out the kitchen and halfway out the back door I stop and turn around and look at my mother. “I’ve never called this place home
“Well Shelby, since you have a problem with me drinking, you can just get your ass right out my house!” She yelled at me while my siblings just stood around and watched.
“I don’t want to be here. You act like you don’t love me anyways, so why should I stay here with you if you 're drunk and acting crazy all the time?” I asked her.
“Trust me, I don’t want you here as much as you don’t want to be here. You 're just another mouth to feed. Now get out if you 're going!” I walked out of that …show more content…
I’m safe now. Away from mom. Away from her drug addict of a boyfriend. I’m safe. At grandma’s house. At my home where there was always the smell of warm cookies in the winter time. Starry Nights
All three of my older cousins came to spend the night with me at grandma’s house tonight. Since, mom didn’t want to let me in the house tonight. It’s been two weeks since mom and I got into a fight. However, the last one was worse.
“Maybe the house would be clean if you would pick up your empty beer bottles!” I yelled at my mom. She woke all of us in the middle of the night, screamed at us for not cleaning up after her, and she threatened to beat us all.
“I don’t care if it’s my mess or not, you 're going to clean it up! I’m the mother! You little shit, you 're my slave!” She screamed at me.
“I’m nobody’s slave and I’m going to leave if you keep yelling at me!” I yelled back at her.
“That’s all you do Shelby, run away! I don’t care anymore!” I didn’t even let the words finish coming from her mouth, I runned out that house. I haven’t been back since then. Grandma invited my three older cousins to come stay the night with me, so I won’t be alone. They all live in California with her dad. So they can’t visit me in the winter. I’m happy it’s summer, I can spend my summer with …show more content…
She drinks the rest of her beer, putting her head back, to make sure that it’s all out of the bottle. “Now Shelby, that’s not how you talk to adults,” she says calling me by my older sister’s name. “That’s not my name,” I say back to her. To break the tension in the room, Kyra starts giggling in my arms. Now that she’s done crying, she’s back to her giggly self. “I don’t care what you 're name is, if you can’t respect the adults in this house you won’t have a place to call home!” she yells at me. I sit Kyra on the ground to where she can stand up on her own. I stand up so that I can look my mother dead in her eyes. “Since you don’t want me here. I want stay here.!” “Well where are you going to go? You 're grandma isn’t in tell remember?” My mom says laughing. Franks grabs another beer out the refrigerator. He walks out the room leaving Kyra, my mom, and I in the kitchen. “I’m going to go away from here!” “Good luck, don 't you ever come back either.” “I won’t i promise.” I turn to walk out the kitchen and halfway out the back door I stop and turn around and look at my mother. “I’ve never called this place home