Today my father went out to look for a job.No luck. These days it seams like there is no hope for anyone.People are picking in the trash to find something to build a house with.There are people just sitting waiting to die.When i sit in my room i hear mama say we barley have enough flower and sugar to make anything, and we don't have another chance to get more until next month.We can only hope things get better.
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