The Diary of Bree Thomas.

Chapture Seventeen : Money

Dear god,

I saw the blue eyed boy again today.

He didn't talk to me.

He stopped and listened to my music.

He gave me $20 today.

I didn't want to take that much money from him.

I needed a place to stay tonight. It was raining.

I had a little over $40 saved.

I went to the shelter, but it was full.

I'm in a old motel on the bad side of town.

I'm not sure what it's called it is written in Chinese.

It small but I'm happy to be in a real bed.

Love,

Bree