New hope for motel kids

moving kids from motel 1Just blocks from “The Happiest Place on Earth,” in one of the richest counties in America, Demond, Ashley, and their four kids have been living in a cramped, run-down motel room for a year and a half. Between the six of them, they share one bed and one small couch. Surprisingly, they aren’t welfare cases; Demond and Ashley both work full-time at Walmart. But like thousands of other families in Orange County alone, they struggle to save enough to pay the first-month/last-month/security deposit that landlords require. And so they’re stuck.

“It eats up all your money so you can’t afford to move,” says Ashley, “Even if you could afford an apartment of your own, with kids, and the rent, you can’t save any money to do anything except stay here.” To compound the problem, Ashley’s mom had an eviction when Ashley was living with her – a fact that shows up on Ashley’s credit history. So Demond and Ashley pay $1300 a month for the dubious privilege of living in a single motel room where the kids aren’t even allowed by the management to play in the parking lot. For Christmas, they’d like nothing more than to get out of the motel and into a stable home.  (Continue Reading)

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Nights Alone

Nights Alone

by Jeremy Conway 

Nights Alone

As the sun descends,

And daylight ends,

He knows it’s time,

to walk the walls again,

Always seeking peace inside,

Although part of him,

Has already died,

He searches his soul,

For a way to atone,

So he spends his Nights Alone,

Every Night Alone,

He carries his chains,

But the guilt inside remains,

Wishing they were here again,

Wishing they were here again,

Nights alone,

All his Nights Alone

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