Twenty nine years old. 2 kids by two different men. No job, no man, and no education. The youngest girl out of 7 kids and the biggest failure in the family. Even my two younger brothers have excelled in their endeavors. Up until this summer, I had been living with my older sister. I finally acquired a residence of my own and I began my search for a job. I went on several job interviews and filled out even more applications than I can count. I have walked the city day in and day out in the stifling summer heat and have reaped no benefits. Now I have received some news that will change my life again. I am five months pregnant with my third child. I don't know what to do. I have come to despise the father of my unborn child and I don't know how I'm going to be able to care for another baby when my youngest is only two years old. I don't know how I'm going to break this news to my family. They have barely forgiven me for having a second child two years ago and now I'm about to have another. My father will be so disappointed in me. I have only revealed my secret to my youngest brother's girlfriend. She is a good friend of mine and I know she won't tell anyone else. She has been there for my kids when I need help and I know even she is disappointed in me right now. And now I have reached the biggest hurdle of all. Because I was unable to find a job, I have been unable to pay my rent and now I'm getting evicted. As of now, I have no idea where I will go or who I will turn to but I have to leave my home and my city. I have to pull my child out of the school where he has been making straight A's and loves going and I am so sorry. I am sorry for the pain I have caused my kids and my family. I am sorry to my unborn child that will soon be here. I'm sorry....

There's only a month and a half left of school and the stress starts to pile up like always. 6 weeks left and I feel like I'm going out of my mind with stress, but class will finally be over in November and on December 11th my undergraduate career will finally come to an end. This accomplishment will mean a whole lot to me because it's taken so much to get here. I know my angel is always in my heart and he would be so proud of me if he could see me today. Over 6 years ago when the love of my life was killed, I would have never thought it would be possible to make it this far and sometimes I still can't believe it. There have been many times when I have felt like quitting but I cannot and will not give up.