A List

You sit down in front of your parents and see that there isn't a present but a list.

"Hi John Happy Birthday." Your mum says but she isn't smiling.

"Is everything okay?" You ask.

"No, to put it bluntly. We're kicking you out." She says

"What do you mean you're kicking me out?" You ask.

"Well as you are eighteen now me and your father think that it's about time you stood on your own two feet. So we are moving away and selling the house, so you need to move out. On this list are a few options for accommodation. You will have to move in with some people." Your mum explains.

You try to say something to change their mind but they don't listen. You take the bit of paper and head to the car.