Ana PoV

I love London, always have done- and always will do. Theres just so much culture and diversity in one big area, it's amazing. I'm not going to say that I live in the best area, no that couldn't be further from the truth, I live in a beat up estate in South London and I live in a dirty, grotty and boring flat with my mum, Carla and my half sister Suzie.

Even though Suzie is only my half sister as we share different dads I still regard her as my full sister. Even if we are the complete opposite of each other I will always have her back, and she'll always have mine. Suzie doesn't like to talk about her dad much, all I know is that he died in a car crash when she was only a couple of weeks old- this incidentally made my mother go down a very dark and troubled path. She was depressed. She turned to drugs and alcohol and therefore lost her job, I hate what she does for 'work' now but to be honest, I can't see her do anything else. She is a prostitute, and there is not a nice way of putting it, she fucks for money, pure and simple. I don't think Suzie and I would mind if she spent the money on important things, like her children- but no, apparently drugs are more important to her.

That is also the reason why I don't know my dad- I was a mistake; and it's taken years of Suzie persuading me that I am anything but. Apparently my mum sort of cleaned up whilst pregnant with me; so at least I should be grateful to her for that- but anything else, no Suzie (who is only a year older than me) has raised me by herself- and pretty damn well I believe.

Yes I love my sister.