Occasionally- you know, every now and then I walk past my old neighborhood, and I look at my home that one day just became a place I returned to every day , and have mixed emotions. I can't explain it, but 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 where I belong. Like I was ment for this job, 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, but all is not lost. He swore to me that he'd be back. One day he'd be back. Boy, 13 year old Jessie sure was wrong when she thought life isn't worth living anymore.
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