Mom puts her tips in the coffee can after work and it's usually enough to cover my school lunch.
All I could find for dinner was a pack of saltine crackers. I ate them one by one in front of the TV. Mom got mad because she says she is saving those for soup. What soup? She's always mad because she’s always tired.
No money in the coffee can for a week. I got lunch anyway. They put it on my account. I know I shouldn’t have. The school will send letters home about it. Mom doesn’t need that trouble.
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Leslie Writes
Another struggling millennial. Writing is my creative outlet and stress reliever.
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Comments (7)
This is very sad 😢 No child need to worry about food
That pack of Saltine crackers ... such a small, tangible detail that serves as the fulcrum for emotional impact. Thank you for writing this!
Awwww, this hurt to read 😔
Ouch, Leslie. I loved the way you wrote this...there was a gentleness to it, but with that harsh reality for some lurking underneath. It's hardbreaking and this kind of writing helps highlight it. Even in just a small way. Bravo!
This was so sad. No child should go through this. I mean, I know there are kids who are worse off but yeah, I just feel so sad 🥺
Yes, the destitution ❤️😉
Great writing!! ooof...this one stings. 😢