I started to give up. I quit my job, fell behind on rent, and slept all day. But I helped my mom get clean, and I’m almost done with real estate classes. I’m still here, and I’m still hopeful.
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I used my state quarter collection to get by. I thought I’d fill it in later, but it wasn’t the same after that.
The Quarters Were the Last Thing I Had Open story →
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It felt like any other swim across College Creek, until it didn’t. I remember how fast the current pulled. How tired I got. How close I came.
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