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I was just hoping to get a few small donations to take my mom out. I'm 14 and think it would be funny telling my mom how I got the money! She didn't pay me my allowence this week. Help me prove her wrong, I can do things on my own !

Last night, I found out that I may lose a huge chunk of my already very low income. I'm very frightened.

My worst fear on this earth is being homeless. I am already very much physically alone--in the sense of the only daily companionship I have is my three cats.

I am really, really scared. In the last year and a half, I've lost, my educational future, three jobs, my home, my flat...I was just getting back on my feet and now am told I owe a huge sum to the govenment because they made a big foul up on my paperwork.

I so want to be dead, it's not funny. I am NOT committing suicide--but that said, I would give anything to be dead. To me, it would be like winning the lottery. Life is far worse than death, as far as I can see.

I would very literally rather be dead than homeless.

When you're poor, or alone, or mentally ill---people treat you like dirt--like you've no value, whatsoever.

But, when you're homeless--in most American's eyes---you cease to exisit altogether. I would rather be dead. I really would. I'm really, really scared. I could use a hug right now--not a "virtual" hug, but a real one--oh, how I would love to hear the words, "everything will be alright." But it's not, and there's no one there. I'm just so scared and lost and lonely. I wish I were dead.

Hi, I am usually very proud but I have no where else to turn. We had to take our pet bunny in because he was acting funny. Turned out he had a huge fur ball lodged in his stomach. In addition he had a kidney infection. The Vet said he could die but thank God he made it through. After x-rays, antibiotics, other medicines and several days staying overnight at the vet he made it through. Problem now is a $2,000+ vet bill. I have no way to pay for this and the vet was so helpful he needs to get his money. If you are a pet lover you know how much they mean to you and you would do anything to get them well. Please help with whatever you can, we would really be grateful. God Bless You!

My babygirl(3 yrs old) wants to go to DisneyWorld and I'm unemployed. I been out of work for 2 months already, the longest ever. This is new to me and just found out about cyberbegging TODAY! Still feel a little funny about doing it, but when you behind on your rent, utilities, and debt you start considering whatever. I tried all the online business, but right now, things need to get paid. I am currently looking for work and havn't stop, even though I'm very frustrated. I'm not asking for much and I appreciate anything anyone have to give. As much as I want to take My "Mooca" to DisneyWorld, daddy have to get back on track 1st.
God Bless you all whether you can or can't.

To whom it may concern,

Stated Goal: $2,000.00 (by March 21st, 2012) for tuition, books and some new pants to get my academic career going... Breakdown of $1,288.33 for tuition/fees, approximately $400.00 in textbooks/supplies for the quarter, and the remainder for some pants and necessary travel expenditures for the first month of school.

I know you have many options with where your hard-earned money goes - some may make you feel GREAT about shedding a few pounds in the wallet, and others will leave you feeling downright dirty. I know this, because I was once in your shoes; money in my wallet, left only to my vices as to where to spend it. I never felt right about just handing it over to someone who, in my opinion, would merely go drink it away, drug it away, etc. It's funny how life throws these things all back into your face sometimes, and as such I find myself in need and hoping that the right person(s) will have the faith to invest in me - that's right, I said INVEST.

I don't believe in a handout, but I DO believe that sometimes we fall a bit harder than we are prepared to do and as such are put into situations that we neither expected nor are comfortable with. I opened a business that was going rather well for its first 7 months of operation. Then, through an anonymous post from someone online that "appeared" to be from my company, me and my business partner got black-balled from the industry (VERY political/bureaucratic in that particular industry). When this went under, though, it took me and everything I own with it - my vehicle, my home and much of my personal belongings. Prior to that, I spent 11 years on active duty military status in order to protect and serve this country. Yes, I've earned the G.I. Bill and fully intend to use it for its designed purpose. TheMy defining issue, however, is that the Bill pays for school on a month-to-month basis, at the END of each month of training. For example, my school begins this April 2nd so I cannot claim my benefits until the end of April, which will cause my first G.I. bill payment to get sent out in early May. The school, however, requires payment up-front and as explained above, I currently do not have the capital to get started. Once I've started, the Bill will sustain me, therefore I merely ask for assistance in getting the first quarter of classes paid, including books. I have a great academic history, and this is truly where I excel. My purpose is to some day acquire a PhD in pharmaceutics and do research to find new and improved medications for the benefit of the masses.

As for the pants, I have two pairs remaining and both have holes in the legs and crotch. While these DO technically work for all intents and purposes, it gets a bit breezy on these cold days and nights, and is probably unsightly (at best) to any of my would-be professors who may not appreciate an instructor's-eye-view of these things. As such, I figure I might like to buy a couple of pairs prior to matriculation.

Thank you, in advance, to any and all who assist me on this endeavor.

hi all i live with my husband who has been writing for 30 years he has published a childrens book on amazon kindle i am hoping this will get him regonised as the great writer he is and i,m begging people to download it he has already received positive feedback on the book with people saying how good it is its a very funny story and is aimed at 8/10 year olds adults also find it very funny. the book is called Darius and The Black Tear Witch and can be found on amazon kindle it only costs£1.90 please please download thank you all

First let me say thank you for taking the time to read my post weather you choose to help us, are in a position to help us, or even if you are able to do no more than pray for us. Thank you

My youngest (of 4) daughter Isabella was born in 12/17/2004 with Osteogenesis Imperfecta. OI in short is brittle bone disease and Bella was born with 12 fractures. The doctors gave Isabella 48 hour to live and told me that there was nothing they could do for her. After 12 weeks of fighting for her life and begging the doctors to help her and no success I demanded the doctors to release her and on BLIND FAITH we loaded our 4 children ages 7-12 weeks old and everything that would fit into our 2 trucks and with $4000 we set out from dallas to the tampa shriners hospital for childrens for medical care.
In the first year of Isabellas life she was life flighted 5 times over a 6 month period, spent spent 80% of the year living in ICU, was vented 2x and spent 28 days in a coma.
We quit counting Isabellas fractures at 50 and by the grace of God last december Isabella turned 7. She is currently 20.9 pounds and 29 inches. She is a smart happy well adjusted 1st grader with a sunshine yellow wheelchair and a 1 on 1 para in a regular classroom. She is funny and the glue that binds our family together.
We have been ok with Isabellas medical care for the last 7 years and Shriners is amazing and does the best for her that they can but in this economy we find that they are more reactive than proactive. I have been researching around for state of the art medical care for kids with OI and I have found it in Omaha NE. We have contacted the doctor and have been accepted as a paitent as soon as we can raise the nearly $10,000 we will need to relocate our family to Omaha.
With that said and Isabellas mounting unpaid medical bills we are buried with nothing in savings. We are in search of someone or many someons who would be willing to help us raise the funds to move this amazing child as her dream is to be rodded and stand (a very reall possibility in Omaha)!
We would be willing to accept any reasonable loan offered and would be blessed with any donation (big or small)

Thank you again for taking the time to read my post and for any help financial or emotional that you may be able to afford us.
God bless you!
Lorraine

Hi everyone who reads this!

Where to begin?
life was ok, not amazing but just ok, then we decided to get in over our heads, we lived in a flat with no garden and had 2 kids, so we bought our own home, money became tighter than tight.
Worst thing is when my man lost his job through redundancy!, arrears soon mounted up on everything not just the mortgage!, all other bills grew too!
Sadly it took its toll on us, by this time we had 2 new kids so we totalled a family of 6 at this point and we got very little help.
During this tough time things have fell apart, we have been through some stuff I wont even bring up and almost lost our house over 3 times.
Its almost impossible to get help financially.
My partner managed to find another job, but it was only a temporary position and the debts cant get paid off, feels like it would take an eternity.
Every time the kids ask for something, its the same answer "sorry, cant afford it".
I have suffered from problems with depression for years and my partner finds that as he gets older, manual work takes its toll, he suffered complete paralasis down his left side as a child, nobody here cares, we dont try and claim benefits, we just take what they give us each week and its not a lot, it wont be long before we get threats of eviction proceedings no doubt.
I want to point out that my partner has always worked and I have always been a stay at home mum, we never claimed benefits until he lost his job, we are no scroungers, we want to earn our own money and it was really a downgrading experience for my man to get treated like "just another waste of space" at the local job center!
This whole cyber begging thing, I stumbled upon it quite literally, at first I laughed, thought its seemed silly and funny but then I thought that perhaps it wasn't so dumb, what if someone out there cared enough to help total strangers?

well I dont know what to say other than any offer is welcome?

thanks :)

I decided to change professions from installing cables for networking to trying to get a tefl certification. And teach english to other poeple in the world. It's a great opportunity for anybody i think. Every body i know is loseing there job and i am trying hard to work myself. Other then the minimum wage trap i can't find anything. Every company i know is shutting down it's really gotten bad in San Antonio for my feild of work. I am begging for help and thats something i never thought i would do. I wish i could be funny or whitty right now like entertainment for money. However the fact is. I have no idea what to do with my life other then this right now. I hate liveing off unemployment i am fully capabil of working and am trying to. But Nobody is hireing for what i am good at. Please help me out.

I am a fighter. My story is a long one with many trials and tribulations; perhaps not much different or worse than others, I am not sure. My name is Elizabeth Newton and I live in Loveland, Colorado; the Sweetheart City and Gateway to the Rockies. I was raised by both parents in a middle class environment. I am the oldest of four, in which, three are brothers. I was a creative child who staged puppet shows and created clubs in our neighborhood. I am not sure if you remember the fuzzy sticky feet, but I made my own with left over pieces of carpet and sold them to my friends.
Moving on, I really struggled in school and got into a lot trouble. I was reckless, promiscuous, used drugs and alcohol and was dangerous. To keep it short, I dropped out in my junior year. When I reflect on those years, I remember some of what I did but mostly I forgot. I guess I felt as though I was being pulled by the strings of a puppet master whose name I now know is Bipolar.
When I turned 18 I shared an apartment with a friend. We both worked for the same nursing home and later for the Bureau of Reclamation. In was at the former job, I received my GED. I was still behaving recklessly resulting in a lot of missed work. But I was having fun being independent, partying all night but slowly losing control of my life.
I became pregnant by my boyfriend and we married several months later. My daughter is a grown woman. I then had another child four years later. Money was also a struggle. My husband wanted me to work but it did not make sense financially. I paid more for daycare then I was paid. When I found a position over the weekends, my husband refused to watch the children. That being said, I was still reckless – the mood would not go away – still a slave of the puppet master. Eventually the relationship became abusive and my husband left leaving $200 on the kitchen table. I did not have a car so I borrowed my father’s truck. I drove my father’s truck with my two small children in back to a safe house. However, it was not so safe. My husband who insulated homes, worked on the safe house. He found the truck and wrote things, I cannot mention here, on the outside of the truck. He coerced my grandmother to call me; and she did! Having to deal with these distractions kept me from focusing on me.
Good news! I was able to move into low income housing. It was a struggle to get my possessions; I took what I could. My father out of the blue wanted his truck back. My mother headed him off at the pass. I think I remember that my life settled down a bit. I enrolled in college. I loved college. In spite of this, I quit school to work from my mother at her computer store. Did I mention my parents were divorced? I am not sure it matters at this point. About six months later, the puppet master caught me and off I was again.
I had a boyfriend – I was 32 years old – and pregnant again…..This relationship was worse that the first. It included drinking, drugs, sexual and physical abuse – oh my, sigh. In the course of it all, I secured a position for one of the largest companies in Loveland. I was thrilled. I had actually come a long way. I divorced my second husband and found my own apartment.
Wow – raising three children on my own was not easy. We got by – I was able to provide what we needed. I forgot to mention I shared custody of my third child and had to pay child support. I never complained; I met my responsibility. I was performing very well at work and procured a position of a trainer. WeeHee – my new position allowed me to travel the globe. Can you imagine, me, the girl from Loveland, Colorado? During this time, I encountered a lot of problems with my ex-husband. Once, he called me at work and said he had a brain tumor. It was a joke; I did not find it funny.
I was promoted again returned to school and bought a house!!! I cannot think of the words to describe these accomplishments. I transformed from the woman driving my father’s truck to a home owner; kind of like the Home Sweet Home book. I was still partying, drinking, but not like before. The puppet master must have been on holiday. I met the man of my dreams and we married in 1998 (I think). We are still together.
The puppet master had those strings a rolling. I could and did accomplish anything. I could see what others could not. I finished school with ease and received my BA in Organization Development in 2005. What year did my story start? We bought a new home in a nice neighborhood. It is a modest home but fits us very well. I was still partying but it was not disrupting my work and home responsibilities.
CRASH! He let go – how could he let go? A woman pulled in front of us and totaled our car. I realize this does not sound traumatic, does it? I really do not know anymore. What I do know is this rocked my world. More than any other event did – and there were many. I could not recover. My performance fell down the well. I could not sleep. I drank a lot. I would even get up at night to drink because I could not sleep. The unthinkable happened. My strings let me down. I swallowed a bottle of pills. I was so afraid. I spent three days in the psychiatric hospital and two months in intensive outpatient therapy. During this time I was on short term disability. I am a fighter; I have never let my circumstances stop me. I returned to work for about two months. Nevertheless, the strings dropped again, were they ever pulled, I am not sure; I spent eight days in hospital. I was out of work again. This time when I returned to work there was no position waiting for me. I was laid off the summer of 2009. I lost it all in one short year.
Remember I am a fighter. I returned to school in July 2009 to obtain a masters degree and I graduated in early 2011. The problem? I obtained a degree and I could not use without further education. I still do not say this out loud. During this time, I landed a part time job as an instructor for students seeking their AAS Human Resources degree. I make a third of the salary I previously did. I have performed this job since April 2010. It is hard. I forget – my memory is not that good. What you have reading are the highlights of my life.
Adult children and BABIES!! Not one baby; two and a one year old. My daughter was in a bad situation in Arizona. She was pregnant with twins, had a one year old daughter, had no car and was being evicted. The dad? Let’s say there is a lot to be desired. She packed as much as she could and moved in with us. Would anyone turn a loved one away in this situation? I could not. I was still drinking. As I write this, I now realize drinking was the one constant in my life. Sad. Her pregnancy had it challenges, but I think this is common. The first snowstorm of the year, December 30th, if you can believe that for Colorado, the babies had enough; my daughter was in labor. We called 911 since the roads were bad. Several hours later we welcomed two healthy baby girls! They will be one year old soon.
New Chapter. How many do we get? My daughter and 18 year old son live with us in our modest home. We clash, how we could not. I have been telling my doctor that I am depressed, damn strings. I can’t sleep and my body hurts so badly; especially when I lay down. Oh, I forgot to mention, no drinking! I quit over a year ago. Regrettably the depression and pain are driving my every moment. I think the puppet master is on vacation. There is no hope. I have been out of work too long. We are waiting for the repo man to get our car. We are barely holding on to the house. How can everything crash so fast and so hard? I am a fighter remember. My mind is full of hopelessness. I have a note that says “Please just let me go”. I am a fighter remember. I call the crisis line. They tell me to call 911. I don’t. I go to bed. Maybe it will be better tomorrow. Not a chance. The same message is repeating over and over in my head; “please let me go”. I tell my family I am driving to the hospital. I do not want anyone to come with me. I go alone.
Hospital

For years now i have been staring at medical bills that medicaid would not pay because at the time i was pregnant and they wouldnt cover me just things that pertained to the baby. I am already being garnished from my job for one of them. This week my 7 month old daughter got sick and was running a 102.3 fever. Took her to one hospital and they said ear infection. The next day her fever spiked to 104.3 and i took her to a different hospital. funny thing, no ear infection. she has an upper respitory infection. now, had the first hospital taken the time to take care of my daughter i wouldnt have to pay for 2 hospital bills, and everyone knows how expensive emergency room visits are. My husband and i both work full time, but these bills are breathing down are necks, and because of them we cant save up to buy a house, or even move to a bigger rental as we have 3 children in a 2 bedroom apartment. Any help would be greatly appreciated. Thank you so much for listening. You can contact me at teastin20@gmail.com

So Im homeless, and am I unemployed. I tried to come to Edmonton to start over. I thought maybe with the better jobs out here and cheaper rent, I could finally get on my feet. I have had a slue of bad luck this past year. I was laid off, I suffered through an abusive relationship, and then I left her. I bounced from couch to couch for the past 6 months trying to make enough money through part time jobs to get a home of my own. Im so tired. Im so hungry and Im alone. I just want to go home. I want to get back to my family, and I could really use a break, i could really use some help. I felt funny about coming on here, that begging for money was wrong. I just dont have any more options, the desperation is becoming to much. I feel as though Im sinking, I just dont have more more strength to swim.

Hi, i have never really done anything like this before so here goes. I am 29 years old and have worked in the service industry most of my life as a cook. I have always said i was going to go back to school but i never really found the time since i have always worked 50+ hour weeks. For the last year work prospects have been dismal. You would think that service industry work is plentiful but i have been proven otherwise. Pretty much what brings me here now goes like this :
I had what i thought was a decent amount of money saved up after the restaurant i worked in closed its doors. When i had first started saving this it was originally intended to go into my college fund. After paying rent, car payment, phone bill, food, internet
along with some quality of life expenses i am down to my last 23 dollars. I have already either sold or am in the process of selling anything of value i have in my apartment (funny enough having a hard time doing that too only thing that sold quickly was my xbox 360 and my flat screen). Again, i don't know what to do. I keep doing the right thing. Looking for a job has become my job. I have tried to do everything i can to minimize my spending even down to eating one meal a day and walking to look for work (you would be surprised how after a while walking a few miles is preferable to paying 2.25 for a bus fare). As time is going by my clothing are starting to deteriorate and my shoes are worn on the outer heel of each to the point i can see my socks. I do have another pair of shoes but when you are looking for a job dress shoes i wore once at a wedding and damn near tattered jeans and super faded shirts doesn't sound like a good idea when you're trying to impress a potential employer.
I feel like i am just screwed now. Soon i wont be able to afford my cell phone payments (i need this to keep in touch for job prospects) and i am currently arranging to find somewhere to stay temporarily since i wont be able to afford my apartment anymore (makes me glad i had the forethought to pay a few months rent in advance while i still could). I don't have any family left and my 2 friends in the world and now ex girlfriend are having enough money problems of their own they couldn't help me if they wanted to. I am currently only eligible for foodshare and a reduced payment plan for my electricity. I have tried every state resource that is meant to help out people in my situation but aside from the foodshare and utilities assistance all i found was jaded city workers and disappointment.
Getting to the point i have nowhere else to turn for help aside from charity. I don't have money left and i am freaking out. I ran a laundry list of things that everybody needs and i cant afford simple things anymore like soap, shoes , toothpaste and clothing.
I am planning on getting what i need together and go to college since i don't want to be a cook for the rest of my life but i need some help. Anything that can be thrown towards my expenses so i can keep my head above water until i manage to find a job and pay for my high school transcripts to be translated so i can apply for financial aid and go to school (i am aware that college is not a solution to my situation but i can at least take that time to learn something new that i can apply to hopefully increasing my earning potential). I cant do this if i am homeless.
So please anything can help since its more than i make right now. I am scared and i honestly do not think i will fare well homeless in the streets. I don't want to end up homeless in the dead of winter.
Thank you for taking your time to read this.
Anything from 25 cents to your prayers help.

Hi, i have never really done anything like this before so here goes. I am 29 years old and have worked in the service industry most of my life as a cook. I have always said i was going to go back to school but i never really found the time since i have always worked 50+ hour weeks. For the last year work prospects have been dismal. You would think that service industry work is plentiful but i have been proven otherwise. Pretty much what brings me here now goes like this :
I had what i thought was a decent amount of money saved up after the restaurant i worked in closed its doors. When i had first started saving this it was originally intended to go into my college fund. After paying rent, car payment, phone bill, food, internet
along with some quality of life expenses i am down to my last 23 dollars. I have already either sold or am in the process of selling anything of value i have in my apartment (funny enough having a hard time doing that too only thing that sold quickly was my xbox 360 and my flat screen). Again, i don't know what to do. I keep doing the right thing. Looking for a job has become my job. I have tried to do everything i can to minimize my spending even down to eating one meal a day and walking to look for work (you would be surprised how after a while walking a few miles is preferable to paying 2.25 for a bus fare). As time is going by my clothing are starting to deteriorate and my shoes are worn on the outer heel of each to the point i can see my socks. I do have another pair of shoes but when you are looking for a job dress shoes i wore once at a wedding and damn near tattered jeans and super faded shirts doesn't sound like a good idea when you're trying to impress a potential employer.
I feel like i am just screwed now. Soon i wont be able to afford my cell phone payments (i need this to keep in touch for job prospects) and i am currently arranging to find somewhere to stay temporarily since i wont be able to afford my apartment anymore (makes me glad i had the forethought to pay a few months rent in advance while i still could). I don't have any family left and my 2 friends in the world and now ex girlfriend are having enough money problems of their own they couldn't help me if they wanted to. I am currently only eligible for foodshare and a reduced payment plan for my electricity. I have tried every state resource that is meant to help out people in my situation but aside from the foodshare and utilities assistance all i found was jaded city workers and disappointment.
Getting to the point i have nowhere else to turn for help aside from charity. I don't have money left and i am freaking out. I ran a laundry list of things that everybody needs and i cant afford simple things anymore like soap, shoes , toothpaste and clothing.
I am planning on getting what i need together and go to college since i don't want to be a cook for the rest of my life but i need some help. Anything that can be thrown towards my expenses so i can keep my head above water until i manage to find a job and pay for my high school transcripts to be translated so i can apply for financial aid and go to school (i am aware that college is not a solution to my situation but i can at least take that time to learn something new that i can apply to hopefully increasing my earning potential). I cant do this if i am homeless.
So please anything can help since its more than i make right now. I am scared and i honestly do not think i will fare well homeless in the streets. I don't want to end up homeless in the dead of winter.
Thank you for taking your time to read this.
Anything from 25 cents to your prayers help.

Hi, i have never really done anything like this before so here goes. I am 29 years old and have worked in the service industry most of my life as a cook. I have always said i was going to go back to school but i never really found the time since i have always worked 50+ hour weeks. For the last year work prospects have been dismal. You would think that service industry work is plentiful but i have been proven otherwise. Pretty much what brings me here now goes like this :
I had what i thought was a decent amount of money saved up after the restaurant i worked in closed its doors. When i had first started saving this it was originally intended to go into my college fund. After paying rent, car payment, phone bill, food, internet
along with some quality of life expenses i am down to my last 23 dollars. I have already either sold or am in the process of selling anything of value i have in my apartment (funny enough having a hard time doing that too only thing that sold quickly was my xbox 360 and my flat screen). Again, i don't know what to do. I keep doing the right thing. Looking for a job has become my job. I have tried to do everything i can to minimize my spending even down to eating one meal a day and walking to look for work (you would be surprised how after a while walking a few miles is preferable to paying 2.25 for a bus fare). As time is going by my clothing are starting to deteriorate and my shoes are worn on the outer heel of each to the point i can see my socks. I do have another pair of shoes but when you are looking for a job dress shoes i wore once at a wedding and damn near tattered jeans and super faded shirts doesn't sound like a good idea when you're trying to impress a potential employer.
I feel like i am just screwed now. Soon i wont be able to afford my cell phone payments (i need this to keep in touch for job prospects) and i am currently arranging to find somewhere to stay temporarily since i wont be able to afford my apartment anymore (makes me glad i had the forethought to pay a few months rent in advance while i still could). I don't have any family left and my 2 friends in the world and now ex girlfriend are having enough money problems of their own they couldn't help me if they wanted to. I am currently only eligible for foodshare and a reduced payment plan for my electricity. I have tried every state resource that is meant to help out people in my situation but aside from the foodshare and utilities assistance all i found was jaded city workers and disappointment.
Getting to the point i have nowhere else to turn for help aside from charity. I don't have money left and i am freaking out. I ran a laundry list of things that everybody needs and i cant afford simple things anymore like soap, shoes , toothpaste and clothing.
I am planning on getting what i need together and go to college since i don't want to be a cook for the rest of my life but i need some help. Anything that can be thrown towards my expenses so i can keep my head above water until i manage to find a job and pay for my high school transcripts to be translated so i can apply for financial aid and go to school (i am aware that college is not a solution to my situation but i can at least take that time to learn something new that i can apply to hopefully increasing my earning potential). I cant do this if i am homeless.
So please anything can help since its more than i make right now. I am scared and i honestly do not think i will fare well homeless in the streets. I don't want to end up homeless in the dead of winter.
Thank you for taking your time to read this.
Anything from 25 cents to your prayers help.

I am a single mom trying to keep my son in St. Thomas Aquinas High School, a very good college prep school. David is smart, funny and most importantly kind and I hate the thought that he may have to leave all the people he knows and switch schools in the middle of his sophomore year but business is downtrending (I am in advertising) and it looks like this may be my last chance to keep him there.

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Smile and give whatever you feel ($5? 10? 20?)but feel GOOD! May your day get a whole lot better because of your good deed. Thank you for believing in a cause! When my cartoon is up and running I will thank all donators for their cyber donations!! For now, I will do a "Chicken Dance" in your honor :0) Thanks!!

I had to take out payday loans to fix my car and now I can't pay my bills due to the high payments on the loans. I have never asked anyone for anything. Truth is I have no family to ask and my friends don't have the kind of money I need. I have 3 son's and I work full time. I just need a little help. Funny I never thought that just $5000.00 could really change my life. But it can, and the life of my children. I can pay off my payday loans, get the school supplies and clothes my boys need and I will be able to once again manage my monthly bills.

I am desperate. Please someone help.

Thank You.

I really need a job. I have a great deal of office experience, I have worked in Restaurants, Hotels, ect...Customer Service. I am hard working and reliable and in need of a job in the Tacoma, Wa area. I need help. I am behind on my rent by 2 months and it is taking its toll. It is about $400 and as I try to figure out what my next step is, I am scared to death. I don't have a car, so that makes it even worse. No real family and somehow when you lose your job, funny how you lose friends at the same time. And that hurts. I am a 49 year old woman single and really frightened. Any help would be appreciated.

First off let me thank you for visiting this web site. Just getting you here is a big accomplishment to me. Okay now you are here if you would take about 5 minutes to read my story and pass along the word that would be a blessing in itself. My name is Tony and I am a 41 year old man. I have a girlfriend/wife that is about the same age. We have a 16 year old son and a 2 year old grandson that we raise. My wife has had several back surgeries and is in the processes of applying for disability. I am currently unemployed and we are a few months behind on bills. Also our car broke down about 2 months ago. We live in Middletown, Ohio. This is our present day situation. Now let me tell you how we got here. My wife/girlfriend met about 9 years ago. Neither of us led a very virtuous lifestyle actually we were both very much into the drug scene and that is how we met. Neither of us had a job and we supported our lifestyle and drug habits by hustling and shoplifting. I am a convicted felon and no stranger to that side of life.I was actually in alot of trouble growing up, never for anything that involved any violence but wrong is wrong no matter how you look at it. Anyway back to my story. Everything we had and all of our energy went to supporting our lifestyle and our habits. Her son was about 7 or 8 at this time and we were homeless and you can’t sleep in a car and hustle everyday and take care of a kid, so what did we do? What would any drug addict do? Give up the kid. Man that is sick. So we sent him to stay with my sister and further immersed ourselves into that life. We lived like this for a couple of years and then I got popped for shoplifting for the umpteenth time and finally had to do a little time.Now during this time I didn't have a religious experience or any type of awakening I just was tired of living this way and subjecting my friends and family to all my bull. So when I got out we sat down and talked and decided to change. We did not go to rehab or any type of program, we just stopped and started living a real life.It was no easy way to go either. we started small, getting jobs,a hotel room and a junker car.She got what she could with her back and I worked a couple of fast food jobs. we worked our way up to an apartment and then a house and eventually better jobs. We also got our boy back and started being responsible people. Now I consider us a success story. Then a couple of years ago her 24 year old daughter had a baby and got into drugs. Isn't it funny how our past always comes back to haunt us? So we took the baby in and counseled her as much as possible but I honestly think most people have to learn about life for themselves.Now her daughter is in jail and we are raising our grand-baby. Actually things have gone quite well for quite a few years, but as with everything in life we have hit a snag.Her back finally gave out and she cannot work and is applying for disability and the company I was working for sold out and with the economy the way it is there are just not that many jobs around and with no car there is absolutely nothing within walking distance. So now I come to my last part of why I asked you here. We have applied for welfare, food stamps,H.E.A.P.,food pantry, and any program I can find to help us! Something else I failed to mention is my wife is a German immigrant and her green card is expired. That cost 600.00 to renew. I desperately need a car which is about 1000.00. I am a few months behind on bills. I do not want to go back to the way I used to be. Now I am not used to asking for charity, or any type of hand out. In the past when I was in need, or I wanted something, I stole or took whatever it was. My girlfriend and I have come a long way physically,mentally,emotionally, and spiritually. I have grown alot and I do not want to go back down that path that I followed in my younger years. I know now that life is full of choices and it is a choice that each of us must choose to do the right thing or the wrong thing, but I also know that sometimes you have to do whatever it takes to survive. I am writing to you because I do not want to become a statistic. We have learned a lot and we want our family to be a success story.I would appreciate any and all help that you could provide me and my family. We have worked very hard to get were we are today and we are not lazy and we would work for anything that you could do for us, but please keep us in mind, in your hearts and prayers.I have put a button on here to contribute money and I do not expect people to take care of me but if I could get a thousand people to donate a dollar then I could get a car and then a job and hopefully back on my feet.If you can’t donate then maybe you can give me advice or tell me to whom I can turn to. I am starting to get desperate and I just want a break out of life and was hoping that someone out there knew of something I can do. If not then pass along the word maybe eventually someone will come to this website that can point me in the right direction. As I said before I am not lazy. I also am not dumb. I am willing to work for anything I receive. I just need a little help and maybe a few open doors, so like I said do what you can and spread the word and pray because I do believe that prayer helps. If you have any questions or wanna know anything then put it on the blog or e-mail me and I let you know to the best of my ability and again thanks for visiting this site and anything you can do.


Sincerely,
Tony

My name is Ross Carpenter. I have a job, and I have a wife. I work Monday-Friday, some Saturdays, and I play tennis on a Tuesday. Sometimes.
BUT, though I am definitely not considering myself unfortunate, I am finding the cost of life hard to take. I am sick and tired of going shopping and deliberating for 10 minutes over whether to have the cheapest, nastiest olive oil, or a lovely traditional and tasty olive oil, costing an extra 50pence.
In addition, I really have high hopes for myself. I am close to 30, and know that time is running out for me to do something myself, for me to have my one big idea from which to get rich. I believe I have it in me, but need a little help...

I am NOT a desperate case. There are people with a far greater need than myself. And people far more deserving. But I do REALLY want some money. And I am funny. Surely that counts for something.. Right?

Hey everyone! My name is Ben, and I will change this world, with or without you. Any person with a rational thinking mind can look around at the world and see that it's not exactly how it was explained to us. We, the working class, are supposed to be the ever-moving feet of our world; making it work like a well-oiled machine. Well I'm sick of it, and i know that you are too. Why do we have to work so hard every day for ends meat, for minimum wage. Just so that the rich investors, CEO's, and corrupt bosses can have the pleasure of choosing what car to drive around on any particular day. This is why I don't work, if we give in to the system, it will never get better. I walk dogs, cut grass, throw rock shows, make art, and play music for money. In my spare time, I volunteer at many local non-profits and when I no longer need something I've aquired, i donate it. I know that the dollar is a funny tool that gives support to whatever company you give it to. Hence, I choose wisely where these tools are spent. I shop only at locally owned and operated small businesses, I grow my own food and when i can't, I buy organic, healty, non GMO foods, and foods without hormones. I don't support corporate conglomerates. The more we support the things we want in this world, the more the world will change. I ask you to join me in helping the world. I promise any money donated will be spent in the fashion explained here, and together we can make this world a good one for future generations. Though I don't have enough money to pay all of my bills EVERY month, I do my best, and my consciense is clean. I'm in about $10,000 worth of debt, mainly for school and medical, but slowly it's getting taken care of. Any donations are greatly appreciated.
Even if you don't donate, please keep in mind, with ever dollar you spend, you cast a vote to the future of the world. Please spend wisely.
Thanks!
Ben

Hey everyone! My name is Ben, and I will change this world, with or without you. Any person with a rational thinking mind can look around at the world and see that it's not exactly how it was explained to us. We, the working class, are supposed to be the ever-moving feet of our world; making it work like a well-oiled machine. Well I'm sick of it, and i know that you are too. Why do we have to work so hard every day for ends meat, for minimum wage. Just so that the rich investors, CEO's, and corrupt bosses can have the pleasure of choosing what car to drive around on any particular day. This is why I don't work, if we give in to the system, it will never get better. I walk dogs, cut grass, throw rock shows, make art, and play music for money. In my spare time, I volunteer at many local non-profits and when I no longer need something I've aquired, i donate it. I know that the dollar is a funny tool that gives support to whatever company you give it to. Hence, I choose wisely where these tools are spent. I shop only at locally owned and operated small businesses, I grow my own food and when i can't, I buy organic, healty, non GMO foods, and foods without hormones. I don't support corporate conglomerates. The more we support the things we want in this world, the more the world will change. I ask you to join me in helping the world. I promise any money donated will be spent in the fashion explained here, and together we can make this world a good one for future generations. Though I don't have enough money to pay all of my bills EVERY month, I do my best, and my consciense is clean. I'm in about $10,000 worth of debt, mainly for school and medical, but slowly it's getting taken care of. Any donations are greatly appreciated.
Even if you don't donate, please keep in mind, with ever dollar you spend, you cast a vote to the future of the world. Please spend wisely.
Thanks!
Ben

Hey everyone! My name is Ben, and I will change this world, with or without you. Any person with a rational thinking mind can look around at the world and see that it's not exactly how it was explained to us. We, the working class, are supposed to be the ever-moving feet of our world; making it work like a well-oiled machine. Well I'm sick of it, and i know that you are too. Why do we have to work so hard every day for ends meat, for minimum wage. Just so that the rich investors, CEO's, and corrupt bosses can have the pleasure of choosing what car to drive around on any particular day. This is why I don't work, if we give in to the system, it will never get better. I walk dogs, cut grass, throw rock shows, make art, and play music for money. In my spare time, I volunteer at many local non-profits and when I no longer need something I've aquired, i donate it. I know that the dollar is a funny tool that gives support to whatever company you give it to. Hence, I choose wisely where these tools are spent. I shop only at locally owned and operated small businesses, I grow my own food and when i can't, I buy organic, healty, non GMO foods, and foods without hormones. I don't support corporate conglomerates. The more we support the things we want in this world, the more the world will change. I ask you to join me in helping the world. I promise any money donated will be spent in the fashion explained here, and together we can make this world a good one for future generations. Though I don't have enough money to pay all of my bills EVERY month, I do my best, and my consciense is clean. I'm in about $10,000 worth of debt, mainly for school and medical, but slowly it's getting taken care of. Any donations are greatly appreciated.
Even if you don't donate, please keep in mind, with ever dollar you spend, you cast a vote to the future of the world. Please spend wisely.
Thanks!
Ben

A very nice young man with autism would like a Kindle reader.He is a wonderful person, kind, funny, and it would make him very happy to recieve one.I do not trust Paypal or computerized banks. If you could send a money order made out to Matthew J. Freeman to the address: 360 South Delaware Drive, Easton, PA, 18042,that would be preferable.Please send your return address so he can thank you as he is a polite young man and would want to thank you.