Occasionally I walk past my old neighborhood, and I look at the house, and have mixed emotions. My dad's letter somehow helped me believe that dreams really do come true. When I was about 13, I thought life wouldn't be worth living again, I wanted a better life and now I have some of the best newsie friends anybody could ever think of. Call me a fool, but I used to dream my dad was still alive and would one day take me away from reality and my old life. I'm finally happy, I've been part of the newsie team for a while now and I'm having the best time of my life-well except for one thing. Mike and I never hooked up, In fact, I was told he moved in with family to Missouri or someplace out there.. Too bad, I wouldn't have minded him for a boyfriend. Boy, 13 year old Jessie sure was wrong when she thought life isn't worth living again.
My Final Thought
Well, thats how I became a newsie. Kinda exciting right? I bet your wondering what happened to my mom. Well, I later heard she passed away. I'm not upset though. I can only imagine the hug she must have gotten from my dad