Hi Mom. I know it’s been a while since I last talked to you, but I have a valid and depressing reason. I guess it’s more of an excuse. Anyways, its getting so bad over here in New York. People who used to be able to afford almost anything are homeless; people are packing up and leaving to go to other states. No one can afford food, or shelter, it’s saddening. My husband, Mike, I don’t think you’ve met him before, but he has to go out and stand in bread lines just so we have something to eat that day. Sometimes when he’s out there, he stands for 3 to 4 hours at a time, in the freezing cold and sometimes in the blazing heat. I don’t know what happened over here, but its not good. There are no jobs for anyone, not even Mike. We cant pay our bills and the kids need new clothes and shoes. The money we had in the banks just disappeared. Well, it didn’t really disappear, people just took it out before we got to, and basically we have nothing. I cant take this anymore mom. I swear if things are like this next year, I'm moving back home with you, if that’s okay with you. I don’t want to impose. I have been looking for a job for about 6 months now, ever since the depression started. No on, and I mean no one wants to hire a married women wit 4 children. Its really prejudice. Anyways, how’s dad? I heard through the grapevine that he had some kind of terminal illness. I hope its not true. Please mom, tell me it isn’t true.
I cant get 800 words..