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The summer of 2010 was definitely my worst summer. Many things happened that left me quite restless. My summer officially started at about nine p.m., and I was not looking forward to it. I just could not understand why I could not go home for the summer. I saw no reason why I should sit in a dorm room all summer. Sitting in a dorm room doing nothing is no fun, and I sure was upset about it. Then, I hear a knock on my dorm room door. This knock really surprised me because no one ever comes to my room. I did not know who was knocking on my door. Was it for me? I knew it was not for my roommates because they had already moved out? Who could it be, and what did they want with me? After minutes of repeated knocking, I finally opened the door, and to my amusement it was the residential assistant (RA). She came to tell me that I was going to have to move out tonight because no one was allowed in the dorms since the spring semester was over. She told me that I had an hour to move out and she left. Normally, this would not be a problem for any other college student. They would have simply gone stay at their parents' house for the summer, but I did not have that option. I just could not believe it. I had nowhere to go. I was homeless. For some reason, I kept utterly those words, "I am homeless, and I am homeless". The more I said it the sadder I became.

The hour that I was given had come and gone and it was time for me to move out. I had to throw away most of my belonging because it would have been very difficult for me to carry all of it and walk at the same time. I locked my dorm room door and gave the keys to the RA, and I took off walking. So, I walked and I walked not knowing where I was going or where I was going to sleep. Being homeless and walking down the street at night is frightening. I did not know what was going to happen to me. I was praying that no one attacked me, and lucky for me no one did.
After walking the streets for hours, my sister arrived, and I still don't know how she found me, but she did. I was very happy because finally I was off the streets. At that moment, I just knew that my summer was going to turn around, but it didn't. Yes, my sister did found me, but she did not have anywhere to take me. My father, I never met and my mom was all the way in California, so I could not go there. After hours of driving around Opelousas, she got frustrated and decided to just leave me at Wal-Mart. She actually through my bag out of her car, and she drove off. I could not believe it. Did my sister just leave me?

For the next couple of days, I was homeless again. I did not have any money, so I had two choices, and those choices were beg strangers for money or starve to death. I chose to beg strangers. Begging strangers for money and food is not a good thing. I was called things that I thought I would never be called. One of the words that I was called that I will never forget is a panhandler. When called this word, I felt like a fool. I could not figure out why they would call

me this. I just needed some help, and since my parents would not help, I thought others would. However, some did give me money and food, which I was surely grateful fall. I did not want to take it, but I had to. It just did not feel right. I felt less than a human. I could not believe that I was at the mercy of strangers. Where is my family and why are they not helping me?
Days later, my boss provided me with housing for the summer, which really made me happy.

Finally, I was off the streets. I did not want to tell my boss about my suitation, but I did not have a choice, and I was glad that I did. Then another problem came, I had to walk to work. Normally, walking would not be a problem, but I had no idea where I was going. How can I get to the job and I had no clue how to get there, so I had to stop in stores and at for directions, and some of the store owners were really mean. I recalled one store owners saying while laughing that I had five or more miles to go. "You are nowhere close". I was really upset with this store owner because she did not have to laugh at me. I just simply needed directions. I did not ask her to take me, all I wanted was directions. I had to leave that store immediately because I knew that I was about to say or doing something that I was probably going to regret.

During my walk to work every day, I found some people to be very mean. Some laughed, some blew their horn at me, and some even waved at me while laughing. Another incident that recall vividly is at a red light, a girl in a blue car was waving at me trying to get my attention. When she got my attention, she just started laughing. I could see her laughing and could not understand why she was laughing. Did she think that she was better than me because she was driving and I was walking? I had to quickly turn away because I was seconds away from throwing a brick at her car window. At that moment, I did not think that I was going to make it to the end of the summer. People laughing and telling me mean stuff was starting to get to me, and I was tired of going to work already dirty and sweaty. I only had another day or two until the summer was over and I could wait.

On the last day of the summer, things did not get better for me, actually it got worse. Now, walking to work was no big deal, but one thing that I forgot about was the elements. I did not think that it was going to rain because it had hardly rained this summer, but on the last day of summer, it did. It was actually a thunderstorm. At first, it was not raining at all, but then it just started to rain hard and I was stuck in the storm. I was going to turn around and return home, but I was three miles away. So, I simply kept walking to work. Walking in a thunderstorm was not fun at all. I just knew that this was not going to happen. Then, cars passed me and splashed water all over me, which was totally dehumanizing. I had to laugh to keep from crying. I already was walking in the rain, and now they had the nervous to splash water all over me. After being ridiculed, insulted, teased, laughed at, and made make fun of, finally the summer was over.
  

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The summer of 2010 was definitely my worst summer. Many things happened that left me quite restless. My summer officially started at about nine p.m.,

Officially, astronomical summer in 2010 began at the solstice which occurred on June 21, 7:28 A.M. EDT. If you have a different start of summertime, you need to provide a date,

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