It was lunch and I had not noticed that my jacket, or my sweater, or even my flannel shirt were all unneeded. It was january, but it reminded me of early spring back home. I missed back home. I missed my family and my friends. Here I felt as if I was the only regular person. These other people, they were not like me; they were strange. They seemed to like being poor, to except it. This was not normal.
Here I had two true friends, Annai and Shayn. They were both odd at times but I liked them. They seemed to be most like me. Today when I woke up I hooped with Shayn. I had overdressed so I carelessly laid my clothes in the mud. This would come back to haunt me. I had little money so paying to wash my clothes was not an option this week. I needed to catch a break, but it seemed as if I had never caught one in my life, so why would I expect one. It was worth a try.
"Annai, could you help out?"
"Yea... I got you O"
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