scene one

When we arrived, I stepped out onto the cold concrete, and I instantly had this gross feeling in the pit of my stomach. My lips instantly began to chatter, it was foggy and muggy out. The sky couldn’t decide whether or not it wanted to rain. My attention quickly changed when I began to look around, I was disgusted this wasn’t a home; it didn’t even look like a functioning place to be. There were millions of things every which way you looked. There was a broken down car and motor home in the drive way, and a cemetery right next door. I began walking to the door of the house, or more like and entrance to a black hole. As I was walking my baby cousin London was crawling toward me and between us on the floor was broken glass bottles my heart began to fall as I speed up my pace to quickly grab her and get her out of harm’s way. When I picked her up she was cold, only wearing a top and a diaper. After quickly picking her up I went into the house to change her and get her a cup. When I entered, I was taken back. It was a mess. There were clothes and trash everywhere. I couldn’t even see the floor. So I continued on and entered into the kitchen where it was just as bad.
I did not put London down for a second. I went outside and got my jacket and wrapped her in it. I walked over to my cousin Lily, who is London’s mother and she was wrapped up in a blanket, twitching. She looked like her soul was sucked out of her body. She couldn’t even talk straight. My grandma said that she wasn’t feeling well and the medications she was taking made her that way. I thought differently. You could easily tell that there was more to it. She was pale and super skinny; no one just changes like that over night.
Sooner than I had hoped my grandma said we had to leave. I soon found out that baby cousin had to stay because of some stupid reason. I told my grandma no, I didn’t want to be disrespectful but I had to speak up for London, because if I didn’t who would? I told her that I would take her. I would take care of her. But, we had to leave her there. It was one of the hardest things I have ever had to do. Leave my baby cousin there with her retarded tweaker called a mother. I tried with all my power to get my grandma to let her come with us. But we had to leave her there. I cried all the way home. I was sick to my stomach, I felt like I got stab in the stomach over and over. I was powerless, and I hated that. I hated my cousin Lily, she use to be my hero, now she is just a druggie and a loser. I never have hated someone so much. With every inch of my body and soul I wanted to yell and kick the shit out my cousin. What was she thinking, she was better than that, or she use to be