One sunny afternoon in summer, my friend and I were
sitting under a tree watching people walk by, listening to the everyday
police cars near my neighbourhood. It was about ninety degrees. At that
very moment, I was getting a strange feeling that something was going to
Moments later, my mom received a call from my twenty-three-year-old
sister. My sister was saying that her boyfriend went to jail for not
having made his car payment. I could hear everything she was saying
because the phone was on speaker. My sister asked if she could come
over. My mom said that was fine.
My sister told my mom, “My boyfriend went to jail. He was caught by the
police carrying drugs.”
My mom said,’’ You chose him. You knew he was going to cause problems
throughout your life.’’ After they were done with their discussion, we
all went to sleep.
The next day, my sister went on a search to find a place to live near
where my mom lives. We looked and looked and couldn't find anything.
Some houses or apartments were too expensive. At the same time, it felt
as if we were inside an oven because of how hot it was.
So after all my sister lived with us for about a month. After a month,
we got annoyed because almost every night the babies would wake up and
make a lot of noise, so we could not sleep that well.
She started packing her clothes on my closet shelf. It looked like it
was going to take a while, but since I helped her out, it wasn't that
long after all. After that, she gave a bath to my nephews. Once she
finished, we were going to “WIC,” a company that gives you a stamp card
and you get free food for you and your child. But when she was giving
the milk to my nephews, she dropped the keys in the car without
noticing. She went to throw some garbage away, and the door closed by
itself. All the doors were closed, and we didn't know what to do. My
nephews were locked in the car. We called 911, and they sent the fire
Once they were there, they managed to open the car with an iron bar that
went through the door. They had to be accurate to somehow hit and slide
the lock button to open the door. They took a long time; meanwhile, my
two nephews were crying inside the car. Finally they opened the door. We
were all happy. Then the firemen gave me and my nephews helmets. They
were pretty cool.
We left, and they opened the door to “WIC’’ at the end of Sanford, and
then we went grocery shopping. We all decided to go eat at Subway.
Once we got home, we all watched TV. After a while, I heard the ice
cream truck, and I went outside to buy ice cream. I didn't notice that I
had left the door open and my nephews had followed me outside. When I
turned around, my nephews were crossing the street. Behind my nephew was
my other nephew. I was screaming,’’ No don’t cross!’’ But I saw someone
running: it was my friend who lives next to me. He grabbed my nephew in
time before he crossed the street. I thanked him, but I didn't tell my
sister that had happened. I just kept it a secret; otherwise, my nephews
would have gotten screamed at.
After three weeks or so, my sister went back to Sacramento and went to
live with her boyfriend’s dad. Now she fine living there, but right
before her boyfriend comes out of jail, she's going to move out.