Wet streets with puddles around it, making it difficult for me to walk in this small city. I lifted the sack that was in my hand which contained used goods that I collected for sale, unfortunately because the weather was not supportive, I had to stop my search and choose to go home. Going through many obstacles just to go home is the most tiring thing, now I sit and look around imagining that if I were a rich woman and have a steady job. Maybe now I am not sitting in a wooden hut that is almost rickety and has a hole in the roof, work very hard just to eat a bite of rice, no guarantees and no help. Especially now that my mother is sick and needs medicine, I am so confused about where else to find money, just collecting used goods is not enough for my family and what about my little sister, I am just afraid that my family will eventually die of hunger. I need to find a way and get another extra job.
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