Being brave. My name is Elliott, oldest of seven kids. Three who are still minors and the youngest has autism. Our mother got detained more than two weeks ago, and unsure of her returned yet, but it’s been nonetheless- extremely stressful. It’s just us, no one else. I’m trying to stay optimistic, but it is hard with our political climate. My life seems to be changing and I’m not prepared financially— on top of getting two lawyers for our mom. School is coming up, rent, and bills right beside it. We’ve been homeless before, and I’m trying to stay afloat so it doesn’t happen again. I’m afraid, but I’m reaching out to the community for help. I wish the world was kinder to you, and me.



