Our Rebel Love Song

You walked away from the venue, smiling. You didn't live far, so you just walked home carrying Andy's sweaty shirt. When you reached your house, you stopped cold. There were people carrying out all of your belongings to the street. "Dad!" You yelled, walking in the near empty house. You found him in the kitchen. "Dad, what's going on?" "Malea honey, we're losing our home." This couldn't be happening. "What?" "We aren't able to make our payments. They've gotten backed up. I've tried everything I can, but there's nothing we can do now." You held the shirt close to you. This wasn't happening. It couldn't be happening. You ran into your room. Everything had already been removed. You knew your family didn't have much money, but now you were losing your home. Where were you going to sleep? Your mom had left a month ago, and your dad had lost his job. No money, no house. You just began to cry, holding the shirt close. Why was this happening?

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