So I found myself in the most depressing situation that no-one would like to be in, homeless with no family as parents dyed when I was young. I grew up in foster care but it’s now time for me to take control of my own destiny. So, I decided to keep all my experiences written in a diary that I would like to share with you.
The days and nights slowly drifted by, to keep entertained I visited several parks/gyms and lounge bars which helped keep me warm during the cold nights. This is where I met my good friend Summer playing chess in the park.
I eventually got the required skills to become a domestic helper by studying in the Library, so it was down to the local charity shop to get some clean clothes.
The first house I knocked on was the BFF’s who let me in straight away. I started chatting with them around the tele, so I was making progress creating new friendships. I wanted to make some breakfast for everyone, so I headed to the fridge for some ingredients and started cooking. This turned out to be a huge mistake as I was shouted at by everyone saying GET OUT OF MY HOUSE AT ONCE. Great, two hours in and I’m fired.
Following on from my previous disaster, I had another chance with a different family the following day. I learned from my experience yesterday not to cook but keep house tidy by hovering, taking trash out etc. I had great opportunities to chat and get to know everyone a little better. These were a group of students with similar ages to myself, so it was perfect.
My first day went incredible well so I was invited back again tomorrow. I couldn’t believe it I landed myself a great way to make a little cash and have relationships that I could become great friends with later. The Roomies were totally a different family.