My Dream Home!

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This is my story, my dream of owning my own dream home. I am a forty-year-old single mother of two children. I have a son who is eighteen and a daughter who’s eleven that I have raised on my own. I have been married in the past, but all they want is a free ride. But I have to say that I will never put my kids through the rough times again. They are my life! No man in this world can change the way I feel about my kids. The men I have been married to have done nothing but treat them like they weren’t there and that is very hurtful. But enough of that.

Anyway, I recently live in a 14 by 50, two-bedroom, one-bath mobile home, with a 12 × 28 add-on room. I know that it is my home, which I can call home. Some people don’t have a place to call home and I am very thankful for having a home. But the problem is it only has two bedrooms. One for me and my daughter. My son is having to stay with my parents, because I have no room for him to call his own room. My dream is to add on to my recent place. But every time I go to save up the money for it. Something comes up and takes it. Like, for instance, school clothes, or bills. I am very thankful for my job and have been on my job now going on fifteen years. It doesn’t pay much, but at least it is a job that I can count on. But my dreams is having a three-bedroom and two-bath home. I just pray, wish, and hope that one day my dream will come true, for my kids sake. I know that someday that they will have a family of there own and a home. But at least when they do come back they will have a place to stay. So this is my story of praying, wishing, and hoping for my dream home.


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