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media type="file" key="Mica&ashley.mp3" It was the good life. They weren't rich, but they weren't poor. They had a nice house, two lovely children, and a great marriage. They were Marilyn and Joe Holler. They had been married for only 10 years, and had two daughters, named MaryAnn and Emily. MaryAnn: 5, and Emily: 3. Marilyn was a stay-at-home mom, and a house wife. She did all of the cooking, cleaning, and she took care of the children during the day - while Joe worked his full time job at the factory. Everything was going well, until the the very day that Joe arrived home from work and had to deliver the horrible news to Marilyn. This was the news that was going to change everything..

It was Wednesday afternoon, at 3pm. Joe came in through the front door slowly, and sat down at the kitchen table while Marilyn was cooking. This was odd, because usually Joe arrived home at a 5, and it was 12. "Honey, why are you home so early?" Marilyn asked as she was cooking. "Well, Marilyn, that's just the thing... I'm home because - well - the factory shut down. It was just reported today that all of the banks and businesses are shut down." Joe said as he slowly put his head down on the table. "Oh Joe ! What are we going to do? We have no money now, and the only money we have is the 10 thousand we have saved in the lock box downstairs in the basement !" Marilyn stopped what she was doing, turned to look at her husband, and continued speaking. "We can only make the house payments for the next couple months, and that's it ! We could lose the house ! We're not going to have any food ! What are we going to do?" Marilyn sat down and started to sob. "Marilyn, we have to take it day by day. Whatever happens, happens. At this point, there is nothing else that we can do." Joe looked up to look at his wife, and continued speaking. "Just promise me that no matter what happens, we'll get through this together." Joe said. Marilyn looked up to speak - " I promise, Joe." And Joe continued.. "I'll do the best I can to support us, I'll do whatever I can. With the 10 thousand, I have another thousand or two saved from work, in case of something like this, but then after all of the money is gone we're going to have to live on the streets. I don't know what we're going to do then.."

It was about a year later. The family only had two months left to live in the house, and then they would be forced to move out. Marilyn and Joe we're not getting along at all. It was constant stress, fighting, and bickering, over every little thing. The family had no food, and they had to take a daily trip to a nearby soup kitchen to get food, and the lines we're very long. The Holler's we're not the only family living like this, but it felt as if they had nothing. Almost as if everything they had worked for was gone, and that's pretty much what it was. Early on a Tuesday morning, Joe and Marilyn went into another long talk, and this time it wasn't a good one. "WE CAN'T LIVE LIKE THIS ANYMORE JOE. I'M GOING INSANE. WE HAVE NO MONEY FOR ANYTHING, AND WE'RE GOING TO LOSE THE HOUSE ! WHAT ARE WE TO DO?! NOTHING ! THAT'S JUST IT ! NOTHING !" Two weeks later, the family lost the house and were forced to live on the streets with the thousands of other families that were homeless as well. It was a struggle. They were sleeping outside in parks, on benches, and anywhere they could find. If they were lucky, some nights they were able to go to homeless shelters. The worst part was, that they had the kids, and they were only 3 and 5.

Months later it got to the point where soup kitchens were filling up, homeless shelters couldn't fit anymore people, and they had absolutely no where to go. It was a warm summery night. The Holler family was sleeping in the park. Marilyn hadn't slept in days, and the stress, and uncontrollable anger was building up. There was a knife in one of their bags of stuff, and in Marilyn's mind - there was nothing left in her life. Everything was gone. So she had no choice. She wandered off into a dark alley, and slit her own throat. The next morning when Joe woke up, she was never to be seen again. It only added on to all of the stress that he already had. Only a few months later, the children died of starvation, at the ages of 4 and 6. Joe had nothing left. He had no family, no money, and no where to go. So, to end this story in a tragedy and to make you depressed, Joe took a gun and shot himself in the head. The family was never to be seen again.

The End (: