When I was 12, I lost my mother to an accidental overdose. I loved her so much. The last four years have been rough. My father started gambling, so badly that he lost our house. My family was homeless for 6 months. This year, we have lived in a beat up apartment downtown for 8 months. It's dirty and full of cockroaches with no air conditioning. I am sweating as I write this. I hope things will get better.