Personal Narrative: Becoming Homeless

God forbid if my family became homeless. The realization of what actually happens in the real world didn’t hit me until one day, after I came home from school, I was in eighth grade at that time, my mom was sitting in an unusual posture in the living room, as if she was contemplating something in deep thought. I walked past her, went to the kitchen where I ate my food already prepared for me and when I was done I came over to my mom and talked about what she was so flustered in thought. What she told that very moment made me stone cold with fear and shock. My mom said that the house is on the brink of foreclosing and if we don’t get the money to pay for it the house will go away and we will have to go somewhere else. I had no idea how to react