Survive; another day

I was a girl with confidence, beauty and a brain to match. I was a girl who was said to have everything, a nice home, nice clothes, and a wonderful, loving family. I was only fourteen when my life was spun upside down. My so-called "Father" died, my Mother was forced to work a low-paying job at a bar as a bartender, we were forced out of our large home outside of Manhattan, and into a low-income neighborhood in Queens. I had to leave behind my friends, my dog, and worst of all, my home that I had grown up in. My Mother, younger Brother and I were all hopeful that we would all get through this, if we just stuck together. We all thought that life couldn't get any worse, we were all horribly wrong.