Definition Essay On Eviction
Eviction. The dictionary definition states that it is, “The action of expelling someone, especially a tenant, from a property,” but eviction means so much more than eleven measly words. It means families are ripped apart. It means seeing your mom eat junk food and killing her lungs with ‘cigs’ because she is just so stressed out. It means packing up and trying to hurry before the deadline comes. It means being snapped at for no reason but you can’t blame her because she can’t help it. It means your ex-step-sister stops talking to you because she somehow thinks it’s all your fault. It’s seeing your little sisters running and playing around the house oblivious to the fact that their lives are about to be turned upside-down, inside-out, and everything
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I hadn’t eaten, the only ‘food’ in the house was ramen noodles- and Lord knows how sick of those I was. I had been sleeping on the small and red and rock-hard loveseat for the past two weeks because my bed was taken apart and leaned up against my lime green wall. The TV was permanently off- it will never be turned back on in this house. The next time I watch CSI Miami or Law & Order I’ll be in a different world. A world where people don’t have to drive twenty minutes away to get to any part of civilization- a common task when you reside in the country. A world where my living space will shift from a four bedroom, three floor, farm house with eleven acres and horses and chickens and a giant garden, to a small, two bedroom, tiny living room, cubicle. A world where my community- everything I know- will be no longer there for me to fall back on. I won’t have my friends, my (ex)step-family, my school, my teachers, or my animals. The only people I knew were the ones that I’ve been in the same class with since third grade. There was only 200 people in my K-6th grade elementary school and although it was incredibly small, it was nice. But now I would be in a class of 323 students- in my grade alone. This thought was terrifying and exciting all at
I hadn’t eaten, the only ‘food’ in the house was ramen noodles- and Lord knows how sick of those I was. I had been sleeping on the small and red and rock-hard loveseat for the past two weeks because my bed was taken apart and leaned up against my lime green wall. The TV was permanently off- it will never be turned back on in this house. The next time I watch CSI Miami or Law & Order I’ll be in a different world. A world where people don’t have to drive twenty minutes away to get to any part of civilization- a common task when you reside in the country. A world where my living space will shift from a four bedroom, three floor, farm house with eleven acres and horses and chickens and a giant garden, to a small, two bedroom, tiny living room, cubicle. A world where my community- everything I know- will be no longer there for me to fall back on. I won’t have my friends, my (ex)step-family, my school, my teachers, or my animals. The only people I knew were the ones that I’ve been in the same class with since third grade. There was only 200 people in my K-6th grade elementary school and although it was incredibly small, it was nice. But now I would be in a class of 323 students- in my grade alone. This thought was terrifying and exciting all at