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me and my son is renting all our lives.single parent and has unstable income.I really need to have atleast $1500 to build a small house so I can breathe from renting a house. It is getting too much to bear. We usually run out of other basic need because of the house rent. No matter i saved some, it just never get enough. I am tired, I am afraid that we get to sleep on the street one day.I have a small lot I bought years ago..I only worry the cost for a small house.This will mean a lot if anyone out there can help me get started..It's just me and my son. Parents are gone and siblings has the same situation as me. I do not know where to find way. My son is 8 years old and I am 33. thank you very much to anyone with a big heart. every cent count...

I'm from Brazil, i have 23 years old and recently i got fired from my job and i need to pay the university, i can't find a job, i am about two month searching and nobody gives me a chace to work. i need only finish my university. and i need paid only 2 monthly payments before the interest begins, if it begins, my debt will increase exponentialy, please every cent will help me a lot!

My name is Jason. I am a hardworking 28 year old married man with three wonderful children 7, 4, and 1 month old, and the best wife anyone could ever ask for. When I and my wife married we were “given” my parents’ home in NY along with the mortgage as a wedding present. My wife and I have spent the last three years renovating this home, dumping every single cent we had into its improvement. We both come from broken homes and both wanted something more than what we came from, and have managed to build a loving stress free environment for our family, and in a matter of a month my “family” (brother, mother and father) have managed to crush our dream out of selfishness and this, “the world owes me something” mentality they all seem to have.
I work full time and also do side jobs on weekends to make ends meet, my wife has been out of work on disability (she will return full time in the next 3 weeks) due to the birth of our son, which should be the happiest time of our life, and yet I get to go home and see my children upset wondering why there uncle is acting the way he is, I get to see my wife cry over the fact that we have been basically reminded that even though we pay the bill and we fix this home and have made it what it never was for me growing up an actual home, that it is not ours and we should have no say over what happens.
My brother who at one time made hundreds of thousands of dollars a year an selfish heartless drug addict, who even though has never treated me or my family with any respect I have always dropped what I am doing regardless of time or place to go “save him”, and by save usually picking his drug addict ass up and making sure he gets home, or dropping what I’m doing to take him to the hospital cause he is so sick from whatever he has taken this time. Now that brother has decided to move in with us, not ask, not offer to help, but blatantly tell me and my wife, “it’s not your house , I am not asking permission to stay here”, and my parents who told me this home was a “Wedding gift” seem to agree. They feel it’s okay for a drug addict to be living among children, that it’s okay that slowly one by one pieces of my wife’s jewelry are disappearing, or that since he came has literally taken over my infant sons nursery with his disgusting belongings that I found my wife sitting on the floor of the living room trying to feed the baby because he’s asleep on the sofa passed out cold and his belonging are strewn all over the house.
My only options are to buy this home that I and my wife have built a great life in so I can say who stays and goes, or to uproot my children and move as far from these selfish disgusting people as possible.
In order to purchase this home I would need a deposit upwards of 12000 which due to me draining my accounts my sons accounts and my wife’s to “save” my brother from jail, drug dealers, etc., we have nothing left. Which has led me here, led me to the point where I feel more dependent on asking strangers for help than my own family because they can’t even help themselves? I am the little brother (youngest of four) who has always had to be the big brother, I am the one one whose entire family drops there problems in my lap as if to say deal with it. I have been the pillar supporting every single family member I have for the last 28 years, the pillar has finally cracked and can’t hold up the weight of the world anymore. I am begging on my hands and knees for help from completer strangers so I can continue to give my children the life I never had, and offer them some stability instead of having to tear them from the home they have come to love, that my wife has come to love, that I love. I want to give my children the world but my family continues to assure that won’t happen under there watch. Please I beg of you with everything I am I need help. Please don’t make us just another statistic, I found my calling and made a life for my wife and children, I have put aside pride, because they are all that matters to me. Thank You for taking the time to read this and thank you for any support or help you can provide.

My name is Jason. I am a hardworking 28 year old married man with three wonderful children 7, 4, and 1 month old, and the best wife anyone could ever ask for. When I and my wife married we were “given” my parents’ home in NY along with the mortgage as a wedding present. My wife and I have spent the last three years renovating this home, dumping every single cent we had into its improvement. We both come from broken homes and both wanted something more than what we came from, and have managed to build a loving stress free environment for our family, and in a matter of a month my “family” (brother, mother and father) have managed to crush our dream out of selfishness and this, “the world owes me something” mentality they all seem to have.
I work full time and also do side jobs on weekends to make ends meet, my wife has been out of work on disability (she will return full time in the next 3 weeks) due to the birth of our son, which should be the happiest time of our life, and yet I get to go home and see my children upset wondering why there uncle is acting the way he is, I get to see my wife cry over the fact that we have been basically reminded that even though we pay the bill and we fix this home and have made it what it never was for me growing up an actual home, that it is not ours and we should have no say over what happens.
My brother who at one time made hundreds of thousands of dollars a year an selfish heartless drug addict, who even though has never treated me or my family with any respect I have always dropped what I am doing regardless of time or place to go “save him”, and by save usually picking his drug addict ass up and making sure he gets home, or dropping what I’m doing to take him to the hospital cause he is so sick from whatever he has taken this time. Now that brother has decided to move in with us, not ask, not offer to help, but blatantly tell me and my wife, “it’s not your house , I am not asking permission to stay here”, and my parents who told me this home was a “Wedding gift” seem to agree. They feel it’s okay for a drug addict to be living among children, that it’s okay that slowly one by one pieces of my wife’s jewelry are disappearing, or that since he came has literally taken over my infant sons nursery with his disgusting belongings that I found my wife sitting on the floor of the living room trying to feed the baby because he’s asleep on the sofa passed out cold and his belonging are strewn all over the house.
My only options are to buy this home that I and my wife have built a great life in so I can say who stays and goes, or to uproot my children and move as far from these selfish disgusting people as possible.
In order to purchase this home I would need a deposit upwards of 12000 which due to me draining my accounts my sons accounts and my wife’s to “save” my brother from jail, drug dealers, etc., we have nothing left. Which has led me here, led me to the point where I feel more dependent on asking strangers for help than my own family because they can’t even help themselves? I am the little brother (youngest of four) who has always had to be the big brother, I am the one one whose entire family drops there problems in my lap as if to say deal with it. I have been the pillar supporting every single family member I have for the last 28 years, the pillar has finally cracked and can’t hold up the weight of the world anymore. I am begging on my hands and knees for help from completer strangers so I can continue to give my children the life I never had, and offer them some stability instead of having to tear them from the home they have come to love, that my wife has come to love, that I love. I want to give my children the world but my family continues to assure that won’t happen under there watch. Please I beg of you with everything I am I need help. Please don’t make us just another statistic, I found my calling and made a life for my wife and children, I have put aside pride, because they are all that matters to me. Thank You for taking the time to read this and thank you for any support or help you can provide.

Hello.I'm not used to ask for help, but I think this is mai last solution to refund a loan that I have made to pay my intuition fee.I have lost my job in May last year and I had to borough money to pay the College fee.The deadline to refund is 1.04.2012 and I didn't manage to find a new job.The loan is about 500-600 euro.Any cent is helpful.Thank you very much

Hi, I am trying to raise money for my family because
we are behind on rent. I have recently lost my job
due to the recession and am trying to get back into
the work force, I am accepting any amount of money,
even 1 cent would add up over time, thank you for
your time and god bless you.

My job have cut my hours. My mother just got laid off and we have know money for bills, my college tuition, and food. To make things worst my car just broke down and unemployment has not started to kick in for my mom. I know I am in desperate need for money to pay bills and for my college tuition. However, food in my house is more important. I have went to some of these churches that gives food but after a certain amount of times you can not go back. So I now I am here asking the public to help me buy me and my mother some food. I do not care if all you donate is 50 cent.

My situation is that I am a senior citizen and a decorated Vietnam veteran. I got a job TODAY (after looking for 2+ years!!) Age discrimination is "real"!). Problem is, I start 05/13/2012 and my first check is at the very end of the month. I currently have NOT A SINGLE CENT TO MY NAME! I have to travel to the job every day but I have NO fund (I only have 3 days of senior citizen travel on my metro seniors metro card). At the end of the month, I will be "free" and able to handle the fares myself!! I need to find someone; somehow who will fund me about $100.00 to get me through the month of May - until I get that first check. These funds are needed SOLEY to get to the job to go to work. It has taken me a LONG time to find something... and I have. I just want to work. I'm due on site 05/13.2012. I welcome any assistance or advice. I'm desperate to get to work.

help me bring a mother and 3 children to Canada from a refugee camp. I nee 16 thousand dollars to sponser them. please help give this family a new life. send you donation to 16217 stony plain road edmonton , alberta T5P -4A3 every cent donated will go to this cause. thankyou

my grandmother is in stage 4 of pancreatic cancer - we don't know exactly how long she has left, she really could go at anytime, so it'd mean to world for me to be able to visit her one last time. I haven't seen her since 2007, when I moved to the other side of Nebraska. I've been in contact with her, and she'd like to see me as well. She lives in Crawford, Nebraska and is only 67. It's so sad because she had just beat breast cancer last year.
I currently live in Baltimore, MD and I need to catch a Greyhound bus to Cheyenne, Wyoming - from there, I'll either get a ride or catch the Denver Coach up to Alliance, Nebraska, where my father lives. I intend to stay there for at least one week while visiting, longer if possible)I have my own health issues and need to keep my doctor appts, but I'm wiling to shove those aside should I have the chance to stay in Nebraska longer). I am on SSI, so I cannot afford a ticket on my own. If I leave immediately, the ticket to Cheyenne is nearly $350 from Baltimore - a ticket for the Denver Coach from Cheyenne to Alliance will run me around $100 and I'd also like to get some extra for gas for my dad to return me to Cheyenne, or enough to catch the Denver Coach back to Cheyenne, not to mention food while there. Food is cheap out there so I wouldn't need much to avoid mild starvation =P
Well, if you can spare anything, please drop me a donation - I will pay it forward cent per cent on here as my fiances allow.

I honestly don't know how to say this. I mean, I know my situation is unusual, even bizarre.

Let's start simply. I'm a young real estate agent. I suck at it, so I work part time at two places in the mall. It's hard to keep it all under control, but I manage. I'd rather work six days a week than have a roommate. Really, though, I would get a roommate to ease up a little more money before I'd even consider begging, but fate has conspired against me. I now have two roommates who can't pay - my dwarf parents.

Yes, yes, I know. My father and my mother are little people. I'm a normie, though. My dad lost his job at Intel as a system administrator and so has accumulated a lot of debt. You could say he's up to his eye-balls, but that would be hardly sufficient. He wanted to postpone boarding in my house for as long as possible, but this is, it seems, how it has to be.

So, I'm majorly strapped for cash constantly, because I've become responsible for two other people. They need rides, and they need food, and it's costing me a lot on utilities. I've been dipping into my meager savings for the past two months. I've been doing nothing but work, and I just need a break. I want to sit down and drink a good cup of coffee with a girl, or read a book, you know? I don't want to just slowly keep dying, I want to live.

We all want to live, and so I'm asking you share just a little, just enough for a little extra strength of spirit against a cold, crazy world. Every cent is appreciated. =D

Hello,

My wife and I have been trying to have a child since we got married in 2005. It has been over seven years now and nothing. We have been to the doctors and tried to figure out what the problem is but no luck. The next step is to look into invitro, adoption, etc but we cannot afford any of the sort. So what we are asking for is donations to help us afford these things in order to live our dream of having a family. I don't care if all you can give is one cent, anything will do. PLEASE HELP!

They say when it rains it pours and at the moment I feel like i'm flooded with no emergency rainy day rescue package to help.
I'm a normal person with a normal life, I work hard but I don't seem to be having any luck at the moment.
So please just pay me a penny or cent, for my thoughts & cause. You see I've estimated that I need £30,000 or I guess $37,000 to pay my Mum and Dads mortgage ( I just cannot bear the thought of them losing their house They've worked hard their entire life), my sisters medical bill and my school fees. I have two jobs and I've sold everything of value I own. I just need an extra boost and thats where you come in.
I would greatly appreciate anything you can spare, a cent says a million words in my book. I was once you and you could be me one day. So please help me out this one time.

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People always say that you can get to where you want to be if your ambition is strong enough.

I work a full-time job and pay for everything I own with no help. I'm caught in a cycle, earning only enough to get me through the month. Always budgeting, always trying to stretch every last cent in my pocket. Honestly, it disgusts me...

I am only 20 years old. I have huge dreams and a ton of ideas, which I fear will never be able to flourish if I just continue doing nothing about it.

Your donations will go towards my education. I have currently stopped going to school because I am stuck paying for everything in-between. With your help I can return and take pre-pharmacy courses.

Anything you are willing to offer is greatly appreciated.
All I ask is that you give me a chance to break the cycle I am trapped in.

Thank you very much for your time and thoughtfulness.

Because I believe in the power of prayer & the kindness of my fellow man, I've decided to swallow my pride & ask for help. This is not an action I am at all familiar with but am grasping at every straw to attempt to keep a roof over my family's head. We live in a modest house that we've called home for the past 20+ years.

I am a single mother who's been truly blessed with 4, beautiful, healthy children; 3 biological & a foster son that joined our family when he was 12…..he is now 23. My kids are the reason I continue to battle through what has been the most challenging, darkest phase of my 50 years on this Earth.

In the summer of 2011, life, as my family knew it, was forever changed. My son got off the school bus & proceeded to enter a crime scene upon opening the front door of the house we call home. It was immediately clear that we were victims of a daytime home invasion and robbery. A trail of splinters led straight to my bedroom door, which had been demolished in the process of gaining entrance & access to my personal belongings. Robbers took my box of trash bags & proceeded to fill them with anything that could be sold or traded. I came home to find that they had stolen everything of value that I had worked for in my 50 years of existence & everything of value that my kids cherished as well.

It didn't happen often, but on the occasion that I had a few extra dollars to spend on myself, I found pleasure in buying nice jewelry. Through the years, I had managed to accumulate a nice collection. Also, as a child, my father & I shared an interest in coin collecting. I had managed to hold on to several interesting coins my dad & I found. Weekly, he also, gave me & my brothers our allowance of a fifty cent piece each. I had somehow managed to hold on to many of these as well. I stored my coin collection in the bottom portion of my large armoire. This area is what my family referred to as "the safe." Anything of value, particularly sentimental, was given to me to be protected in the safe. A couple good examples are my, then, 10 year old son's game ball for hitting the Championship game winning grand slam home run & my daughter's horse riding medals, show jewelry & accessories, as well as a silver handled knife & sheath…….the only personal possession my foster son owned from his childhood. I carry a tremendous amount of guilt for not doing a better job of safe guarding my family's precious & dear possessions.

In addition to the lingering guilt, the robbery also resulted in life altering psychological effects to me & my family. I continue to wonder if & when I will ever fully recover & be the secure, self confident person I was before the robbery. Immediately following the break-in, I was consumed by finding out who was responsible & ways of obtaining this information…..I could think of nothing else. After several weeks of frantic guessing & running wild goose chases, I started to realize that regaining possession of my property was less likely as each day went by. I could feel myself falling into a dark, lonely place with deep despair…..& unfortunately, I was content to be there. For the next several months, I could not work, did not eat or sleep & rarely came out of my bedroom. There was a film in my head that ran & reran the events leading up to & immediately following the robbery…..filled with the "I should've"s, "I could've"s and "what ifs." I am plagued with distrust & no longer find interest in much of anything. I was robbed of far more than just pieces of property…..they stole my trust in mankind, my desire to thrive, my faith in the world & my sanity.

I have worked as a medical school curriculum manager for 21 years. As a result of my mental decline, I was unable to work for over three months which, consequentially, made it difficult to pay all of the bills. I managed to rob Peter to pay Paul for several months & kept up with everything except for my house payment. It is now in arrears nearly $5,000.00 & I am out of resources. For the first time in my life, I am facing foreclosure. It is embarrassing & humiliating & I don't know how to tell my kids that they are likely to have no place to call home in the very near future. I feel like such a failure! Even though I've been an exemplary employee for many years, as a consequence of the self doubting & tremendous stress, I am now faced with the strong potential of losing my job due to my inability to focus & my lack of desire to face each day, As if this wasn't enough for one person to handle, I am also witnessing the daily decline of my father & my hero due to end stage Parkinson's & Alzheimer's.

I'm not sure how this begging website works but if there is someone out there that is willing to make me a loan & work out a payment arrangement, I promise not to let you down.....you will be repaid! I am working hard to battle the persisting PTSD symptoms that continue to plague me. I just worry that facing homelessness may be more than I can handle. Lord, I hand it over to You coz I come to You a broken, wounded angel. I thank you for any consideration and appreciate all prayers. May God bless you many times & in many ways for your generosity & kindness!

Because I believe in the power of prayer & the kindness of my fellow man, I've decided to swallow my pride & ask for help. This is not an action I am at all familiar with but am grasping at every straw to attempt to keep a roof over my family's head. We live in a modest house that we've called home for the past 25 years.

I am a single mother who's been truly blessed with 4, beautiful, healthy children; 3 biological & a foster son that joined our family when he was 12…..he is now 23. My kids are the reason I continue to battle through what has been the most challenging, darkest phase of my 50 years on this Earth.

In the summer of 2011, life, as my family knew it, was forever changed. My son got off the school bus & proceeded to enter a crime scene upon opening the front door of the house we call home. It was immediately clear that we were victims of a daytime home invasion and robbery. A trail of splinters led straight to my bedroom door, which had been demolished in the process of gaining entrance & access to my personal belongings. Robbers took my box of trash bags & proceeded to fill them with anything that could be sold or traded. I came home to find that they had stolen everything of value that I had worked for in my 50 years of existence & everything of value that my kids cherished as well.

It didn't happen often, but on the occasion that I had a few extra dollars to spend on myself, I found pleasure in buying nice jewelry. Through the years, I had managed to accumulate a nice collection. Also, as a child, my father & I shared an interest in coin collecting. I had managed to hold on to several interesting coins my dad & I found. Weekly, he also, gave me & my brothers our allowance of a fifty cent piece each. I had somehow managed to hold on to many of these as well. I stored my coin collection in the bottom portion of my large armoire. This area is what my family referred to as "the safe." Anything of value, particularly sentimental, was given to me to be protected in the safe. A couple good examples are my, then, 10 year old son's game ball for hitting the Championship game winning grand slam home run & my daughter's horse riding medals, show jewelry & accessories, as well as a silver handled knife & sheath…….the only personal possession my foster son owned from his childhood. I carry a tremendous amount of guilt for not doing a better job of safe guarding my family's precious & dear possessions.

In addition to the lingering guilt, the robbery also resulted in other life altering psychological effects to me & my family. I continue to wonder if & when I will ever fully recover & be the secure, self confident person I was before the robbery. Immediately following the break-in, I was consumed by finding out who was responsible & ways of obtaining this information…..I could think of nothing else. After several weeks of frantic guessing & running wild goose chases, I started to realize that regaining possession of my property was less likely as each day went by. I could feel myself falling into a dark, lonely place accompanied by deep despair…..& unfortunately, I was content to be there. For the next several months, I could not work, did not eat or sleep & rarely came out of my bedroom. There was a film in my head that ran & reran the events leading up to & immediately following the robbery…..filled with the "I should've"s, "I could've"s and "what ifs." I am plagued with distrust & no longer find interest in much of anything. I was robbed of far more than just pieces of property…..they stole my trust in mankind, my desire to thrive, my faith in the world & my sanity.

I have worked as a medical school curriculum manager for 21 years. As a result of my mental decline, I was unable to work for over three months which, consequentially, made it difficult to pay all of the bills. I managed to rob Peter to pay Paul for several months & kept up with everything except for my house payment. It is now in arrears nearly $5,000.00 & I am out of resources. For the first time in my life, I am facing foreclosure. It is embarrassing & humiliating & I don't know how to tell my kids that they are likely to have no place to call home in the very near future. I feel like such a failure! Even though I've been an exemplary employee for many years, as a consequence of the self doubting & tremendous stress, I am now faced with the strong potential of losing my job due to my inability to focus & my lack of desire to face each day. As if this wasn't enough for one person to handle, I am also witnessing the daily decline of my father & my hero due to end stage Parkinson's & Alzheimer's.

I'm not sure how this begging website works but if there is someone out there that is willing to believe in me & offer me a loan & payment arrangements, I promise not to let you down.....you will be repaid! I am working hard to battle the persisting PTSD that continues to plague me. I just worry that facing homelessness may be more than I can handle. Lord, I hand it over to You coz I come to You a broken, wounded angel. I thank you for any consideration and appreciate all prayers. May God bless you many times & in many ways for your generosity & kindness!

I recently was released from the local Mental Health Center. (I lost my job and wife the same day)Then, found out a fried committed suicidea a while hack, and I did't even know. That just broke it for a week. I came close to suicide, namely after running out of every cent I have. This week, I'll lose phone, car, rent, everything. Some very good people helped my back from that ledge, but it doesn't help keeping a home and electricity. I will a few hundred dollars on April 21, but can't hold out that long. If someone could see their way to help me for that month, for survival purposes, you would have my eternal gratitude. As soon as, or if, I get this help, you will be paid back. It may take me a bit to get back on my feet, but it will come back.

I am a 28 years old man.I working in a retail shop with monthly salary Indian rupees 5000/-(five thousand only)my father passed away in 2008 due to cancer.my mother is a diabetic and BP patient.My property of 30 cent land and house liable in bank as loan.My graduate study stopped in halfway no way to completed the study in this particular financial situation .so would you please help me every soft mind persons.

I beg for anybody out there to build a Christian Center in my village in remote area. The aim is to build a building and be a center for youth to meet each other. Do Bible study and learn to be a good and civilize youth. Help me to make that dream come true. May God bless you with single cent you donate.
Please email me at tarabozan@yahoo.com.sg

Everything recently has gone to hell and back for me. My life has crashed and burned and I am not sure where I will end up. I moved to a small town with my boyfriend/fiance to support his going to a new collage. Long to short, after a year here, its not working out. When our lease is up I am out on my keester. I have a job, but only get around 4 to eight hours a week there. I have gone to every store in town trying to get another, anywhere, but no one is hiring in such a small town. When the lease on our appt. expires I will be homeless with a crap job that wont keep me if I dont have a place to stay.
However I have a chance to start again. A friend of mine is offering to let me move with her to another state, and stay in a house she is buying, but I have to save up money to do so. I have NONE. Literally. Every cent I make here is paying my current rent, and I am behind on that as well. I dont know what to do and my sister reccomended this site. She is moving over 3000 miles away and it will take alot of money for me to move. Any help would be appreicated, even if its just a word of support.

Hello.I'm not used to ask for help, but I think this is mai last solution to refund a loan that I have made to pay my intuition fee.I have lost my job in May last year and I had to borough money to pay the College fee.The deadline to refund is 1.04.2012 and I didn't manage to find a new job.The loan is about 500-600 euro.Any cent is helpful.Thank you very much

me and my son is renting all our lives.single parent and has unstable income.I really need to have atleast $1500 to build a small house so I can breathe from renting a house. It is getting too much to bear. We usually run out of other basic need because of the house rent. No matter i saved some, it just never get enough. I am tired, I am afraid that we get to sleep on the street one day.I have a small lot I bought years ago..I only worry the cost for a small house.This will mean a lot if anyone out there can help me get started..It's just me and my son. Parents are gone and siblings has the same situation as me. I do not know where to find way. My son is 8 years old and I am 33. thank you very much to anyone with a big heart. every cent count...

me and my son is renting all our lives.single parent and has unstable income.I really need to have atleast $1500 to build a small house so I can breathe from renting a house. It is getting too much to bear. We usually run out of other basic need because of the house rent. No matter i saved some, it just never get enough. I am tired, I am afraid that we get to sleep on the street one day.I have a small lot I bought years ago..I only worry the cost for a small house.This will mean a lot if anyone out there can help me get started..It's just me and my son. Parents are gone and siblings has the same situation as me. I do not know where to find way. My son is 8 years old and I am 33. thank you very much to anyone with a big heart. every cent count...

I have always been starting from the beginning and optimistic trying to accomplish something in this country (CROATIA), regardless of that this system is pushing me at the bottom literally in all the ways. I have fought bravely and honestly, until I found myself in a situation that I am no longer alone and need to provide life to my daughter. After divorce from a violent husband who left us on the street without a cent I’ve lost everything I had no incentives to pay kindergarten and school, schoolbooks, etc. I came into a situation that I must either pay the bills or school and credit. I enrolled and studied computer science for 4.5 years, but for financial reasons I have never finished it though for the end I have to pass few exams. I was hopeing to get a better job for myself and bigger salary. I have been working 2 jobs for 18 years and but I can’t pay my bills and food . My girl is only 9 years but she’s the one of the best in her class, she’s singing, danceing, acting and have a lot of success in all of that. But she has a problem with her violent father. He took her on 20.08.2011. on a vacation that turned into horror. He drinks, beats her and threatens her not to say that she wants to go home. I don’t have anybody to ask to help me in this. However, we do not have funds nor for lawyers nor for such ventures. I am considering about that the daughter and I move to another city and start life all over again, but unfortunately, for that funds are also needed. Please believe that even the smallest donation would help us begin the fight with a windmill and provided us with a small chance and hope that following years we will be able to live normally. I want to continue working and fighting, and with my own hands keep feeding this little family consisting of my daughter and me. However, I cannot begin without funds and in debts. We in Croatia as single parents, that is legal representatives of a child after divorce, have no financial aids, donations or grants, except the child allowance, which is approximately 26 Euros per month. I do not want to complain or write letters of 10 pages, and believe me I have printed them in hundreds (about that I am writing my first book - "Our million beginnings"). I am writing only out of fear for my child and the fact that I am aware that I must take her away from the father abuser as soon as possible. Honestly, I do not expect anything but I must try on, one way or another, to realize for my child a better life. Thank you in advance.
I’m sending you our documentation like reference for psychiatric care for my child (http://www.poliklinika-djeca.hr/english/) and other doc. If it needed.
Sorry for my bed english. Best regards,