#Chapter 12
I am very well aware of what poverty does to you.
It is true that money isn’t everything, but even that truth is a privilege of the rich - those that have never experienced what it is like to starve because they couldn’t afford food, those that have never been looked down upon.
What tortured me the most during our financial hardship was not the pain from hunger or the horrible feeling of being sneered at.
It was the untainted smiles on the crusty faces of my starving siblings.
It was always a dream of mine for them to be able to live carefree, as children should.
But that would be asking for too much under our impoverished circumstances.
Cheryl and Ethan always tried their best to consider my feelings, but they were kids at the end of the day.
Though they were much more mature than kids their age and managed to keep their emotions under control in most situations, it was inevitable for them to explode from time to time.
