My name is sandra cara-melisa jones and this is my story. Things were going tough for my mum, my dad never returned home and we couldnt pay the house rent so the landlady pushed us out, my mum's good friend took us into her home and we were living peacefully, my mum later got a job as a cleaner in her friend's husband company, my mum was finally back on her feet and she promised to save up enough so that we could get a new apartment and move in, she made sure she did everything it takes to please her friend so that she wont chase us out of her home. Some few months later the worst happened! I noticed how my mum's bestie husband, mr malik was looking at my mum, he seemed so intrested in her, he would buy us gifts and take us out ;i kept on wondering why he was soo nice to us, when i told my elder brother he confirmed it but he said it mr malik was just being nice to us. One day, when i was at home with my siblings , my mum rushed in and told us to pack our things, we refused but she asssured us that she would explain the needed when we have left the house so we obeyed. But deep down i felt soo sad that we were leaving this comfortable home.