The Game Plan has always saddened me. The thought of someone having almost close to nothing but an education, broke my heart. That was time before I knew anything about people around the world that had no food or water. I remember thinking, "poor guy, he only has a plastic bag as a backpack" I didn't know what it meant to be poor. I thought poor was not having enough money for Burger King. After that movie, my dad lost his job, we didn't pay the electricity bill during the hottest days of summer. We had to start selling our things. My parents tried, but a spoiled child as myself would never understand. After that we didn't get better, we got evicted 3 times, and we had to stay in a motel for one month. My dad left to Florida when I was in seventh grade with his new family. My baby sister sometimes didn't even have food sometimes, I remember not being able to eat for days because I was afraid we'll run out of food. After spending my 16th birthday in a motel room alone I realized how badly we've been living. The whole summer before Junior year I slept in a motel room depressed. But now as we live with someone I consider my aunt and cousins, I look back at everything and think about how much I appreciate everything. But a week ago I saw this boy, one year younger than me. His pants were to big and dirty, he had an old hat, he had no socks and his shies were too big, and he also had a plastic bag as a backpack. I cried. I knew how it felt to have nothing. I hate seeing others suffer. I just wish there was something I could do.
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A Loveless Ending
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