author - "josette allen"
I wake up around about five am. The baby is crying, I hold and try to comfort her. I take the dirty pamper off her, the rash is so bad now, so i use the vaseline like I was told once ,she still crys. Maybe she is hungry, I am, and there has not been food in this house for a week.well my springtime jacket and some socks on my hands should keep me warm enough to make it to the corner store, The baby is only two months and has not ate since yesterday, I think. If only i wasnt six years old and my mom was here or least left some of the foodstamps she got from the mailman last week,BEFORE she left.
I wake up around about five am. The baby is crying, I hold and try to comfort her. I take the dirty pamper off her, the rash is so bad now, so i use the vaseline like I was told once ,she still crys. Maybe she is hungry, I am, and there has not been food in this house for a week.well my springtime jacket and some socks on my hands should keep me warm enough to make it to the corner store, The baby is only two months and has not ate since yesterday, I think. If only i wasnt six years old and my mom was here or least left some of the foodstamps she got from the mailman last week,BEFORE she left.