From a book I’m writing:...

Mom came home drunk today. She was really upset and she
Said she lost her job and we’re going to have to sell some of our stuff or move into an apartment. I don’t want to move! I love it here! Its so nice and warm all the time. And if we do move, it will be just before Summer Break! The last thing I want to worry bout over break is making friends and moving into a new state. T his is horrible. The beaches here are beautiful, the houses are nice,
The people are cool, I just love it. I know my mom got fired for going to work drunk. She didn’t tell me, but I just know.