The neigbourhood has seen better days, but Mrs Pauley has lived there since before anyone can remember. She raise a family of six boys, who’re grown up and moved away. Since Mr Pauley died died three months ago, she’d no income. She fallen behind in the rent.
The lanlord accompanied by the police, have come to evict Mrs Pauley from the house she’s lived in for fourty years. Write this story in the first person told by twelve years old sitting on the stoop across the street.
“Ah! I can’t believe this is happening. The rumour of Mrs Pauley eviction is actually happening. How can the bubble just bust like this few months after her husband was laid to rest? Where are all the members of the family and where would she be taken now? Probably to a nursing home for old people”.
Lola, twelve years old stoop on the frail wood short staircase in front of their apartment watches the whole incident with deep sadness and pity. She wish she’s in position to come to old woman’s aid. She’s emotionally touched and could not stop the tears dripping on her face as Mrs Pauley is led to police car onward to God knows where they are taking her.
“I will never allow this to happen to me in my old age, no matter what it will take. I would not want to go through this. Never. This is societal conspiracy and unfair advantage” she stood up sobing and retreated to their appartment extremely unhappy.