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I had been living the good life for five wonderful months when my mother got sick in January 2007. There was only my daughter, Nyvadia, and I living in our two bedroom townhouse in Charlotte, North Carolina. I had finally gotten around to going back to school at the University of North Carolina at Charlotte and everything seemed to be very pleasant. That was until my mother was diagnosed with peripheral vascular disease, a disease that clogs the main arteries in your body, and was scheduled to have an Aorta Biphemoral Bypass Graft surgery on February 15, 2007. With no questions asked I immediately packed all of me and my daughter’s valuables and moved back home to my mother’s house, a two bedroom, two bath, single wide mobile home.
For six long months I awaited the day that I would once again have somewhere to call my own. At 4:30 p.m., on the 22nd day of August my telephone rang. To my surprise on the other end it was my Aunt Toni, my mother’s older sister. “Do you still want an apartment out here?” my aunt asked. An immediate response of “yes” came out of my mouth. My aunt informed me that the manager, Gerline Graham, was waiting on me and that I needed to be there in the blink of an eye. Not really knowing what to expect I did as I was told. Upon arriving at the apartment complex I was greeted by the manager, Gerry, and her husband Leon. Gerry informed me that there were two vacant apartments that I could view and choose from, numbers 5 and 25. Before viewing either apartment I instantly had it set in my mind that I wanted number 25 because it was closer to my aunt.
Leon, my daughter, and I began our journey around the apartment complex. The first stop was apartment number 25. It was scorching in the apartment. The former tenant had left in the middle of the night and the majority of her belongings were left behind. Both bedrooms were still occupied with bedroom sets and the dining area had an air mattress in it that was...