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Hi my name is Courtney, I am 15 years old, and I lost my mum and dad when I
was 10 in a house fire. I have relatives which I can’t live with because they
want custody of me and don’t want anything to do with me.

Now that I have no house and no one to look after me, I am living on the
streets. Everyday I’m looking for food and water in order to survive. I also
have to look for shelter to sleep under. I have no blankets to keep me warm in
the cold weather at night, also having to sleep on the cold, hard and
sometimes wet concrete. The weather was always dull and not a bit of sun I
could see.
On weekends parents take their kids out shopping. As they walk past me and
stop and stare at me for a few seconds, then walk away. I just wish that
someday soon, my mum and dad will come back for me. Sometimes I see my mum and dad standing in front of me smiling.

One afternoon, a man had seen me from a distance and put his hand in his
pocket. He grabbed out a $20 bill, walked up to me a handed it to me. I got up
and rushed to the closest store to me, to go get food, and other supplies to
help me survive. It was so nice to have a few things back that I needed in a
long time.

I walked into a store, and the manager there asked if I wanted a job, not knowing I was homeless. I said yes because I really needed the money to have a house. She had told me I would get paid $10.00 an hour. Even though it’s not much, I’m still happy for this job.

After about 3 years and a half I was able to go to university and study for exams. In the process I had gotten a better job and earned more money than my last job. Every year I earn around $25,00 in total.

As soon as I got to university, I met my teacher, and she asked a girl to show me around. When she showed me around the building, we had a good convocation, and turned out to have lots in common. We hanged out lots and caught up with each other. 8 months later we had gotten much closer and she asked me if she would like to share a rent together and be roomates. I thought to myself if this was real or if she was playing a joke on me. She stood there looking at me confused waiting for an answer. She asked why I was wearing old filthy cloths. I didn’t reply.

She asked me if I would like to come see the house. I nodded my head without saying a word. When we entered the house, I was shocked how nice it  looked. We sat down on the couch to have a chat. She told me to be honest with each other, and asked me again why I wear old filthy cloths. I explained to her everything shyly. She apologized for the things I had gone through. After everything I had told her, I decided to say yes to live with her.

Hi my name is Courtney, I am 15 years old, and I lost my mum and dad when I
was 10 in a house fire. I have relatives which I can’t live with because they
want custody of me and don’t want anything to do with me.

Now that I have no house and no one to look after me, I am living on the
streets. Everyday I’m looking for food and water in order to survive. I also
have to look for shelter to sleep under. I have no blankets to keep me warm in
the cold weather at night, also having to sleep on the cold, hard and
sometimes wet concrete. The weather was always dull and not a bit of sun I
could see.
On weekends parents take their kids out shopping. As they walk past me and
stop and stare at me for a few seconds, then walk away. I just wish that
someday soon, my mum and dad will come back for me. Sometimes I see my mum and dad standing in front of me smiling.

One afternoon, a man had seen me from a distance and put his hand in his
pocket. He grabbed out a $20 bill, walked up to me a handed it to me. I got up
and rushed to the closest store to me, to go get food, and other supplies to
help me survive. It was so nice to have a few things back that I needed in a
long time.

I walked into a store, and the manager there asked if I wanted a job, not knowing I was homeless. I said yes because I really needed the money to have a house. She had told me I would get paid $10.00 an hour. Even though it’s not much, I’m still happy for this job.

After about 3 years and a half I was able to go to university and study for exams. In the process I had gotten a better job and earned more money than my last job. Every year I earn around $25,00 in total.

As soon as I got to university, I met my teacher, and she asked a girl to show me around. When she showed me around the building, we had a good convocation, and turned out to have lots in common. We hanged out lots and caught up with each other. 8 months later we had gotten much closer and she asked me if she would like to share a rent together and be roommates. I thought to myself if this was real or if she was playing a joke on me. She stood there looking at me confused waiting for an answer. She asked why I was wearing old filthy cloths. I didn’t reply.

She asked me if I would like to come see the house. I nodded my head without saying a word. When we entered the house, I was shocked how nice it  looked. We sat down on the couch to have a chat. She told me to be honest with each other, and asked me again why I wear old filthy cloths. I explained to her everything shyly. She apologized for the things I had gone through. After everything I had told her, I decided to say yes to live with her.

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