My name is Isabella Parker, Bella for short. I just turned twenty-one and have struggled all my life. My parents were high school dropouts and could only work low-paying jobs. My meals were the food I got at school only and, if we were lucky, a home meal about two times a week. I moved out when I was eighteen with some of my school friends, but all of us live in a small two-bedroom house with one bathroom. It is rented, but there are fifteen of us in this house, so rent is like thirty dollars a month for each of us. We have mattresses in every corner of the house we sleep in. Three to four in each bedroom and thrown in the corners of the small dining room too. My best friend from high school shares a queen mattress with me. Ashton has tried to get me out with him for years but finally gave up. I told him that I just wanted to be friends; I did not have time to get into a relationship. One of my friends has gotten me an interview at a new club tonight that she works at. Julianne (we all call her Jewel for short) is getting ready. I am also putting on the nicest dress that I have. We do not have many nice things, but I have a few decent items that work.
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