The Diary of Bree Thomas.

Chapture Fourteen : Breaking

Dear god,

I've been in New York for a week, now.

I still haven't found a job.

I want to go home, but I know I cant.

Even if I wanted to, I don't have to money to buy another bus ticket.

I'm out of money.

Yesterday a little girl and her mom have me a dollar.

I bought a candy bar.

It's the only thing I could afford. I haven't ate today.

It's getting hard.

I'm starting to look tan. Its just dirt.

Always,

Bree