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Today, I started my day out with $15.
$2 for a gross breakfast sandwich and the rest in my gas tank so that I could work today at my job.

Tips were so-so today =/ I left work with $24.
Had to get a few things at the store so now I'm down to $12.

I get home about 5 pm and my son has already fixed himself dinner and since he's not feeling well he went to sleep so I decided to go visit my bf. I left home with $7 because I accidentally left the rest on my bed.

It's about 7 pm and we're sitting there smoking and I asked if he was hungry because by this time I was VERY hungry and tired from a long day of working and he said that he already ate but, like the gentleman he is, asked me if I was hungry and if I wanted to go get something to eat. Knowing full well that he has to get up pretty early to go snow boarding, I told him that I was just going to get something on my way home and we said our good-byes and I left.

It's about 8 pm now and I'm on my way home. I decided at the last minute that I was going to go into Market of Choice (Delta Oaks). Oh Holy Shit, they have this Panini there that is sooooo fucking AMAZING!!!! It's got grilled chicken, spinach, tomatoes, mozzarella cheese and tons of other yummy stuff in it. This thing is HUGE too!! You can easily feed 2 people or 1 VERY hungry person. It's $7.99 a slice but it's completely worth it. They even put it in a fire burning oven to heat it up so it's nice and crispy. Seriously, it's orgasmic.

As I was walking in to get it I saw this kid sitting on the curb off to the side. He looked to be about 13-14 y/o. He had a fairly thick coat on and a big, completely stuffed backpack on and a hat on. As I was walking into the store I thought that it really sucks to be that kid right about now but why the fuck was he waiting for his ride out in the cold?? Because he's a kid, that's why and they don't really care if they're a little cold.

So I go in and with the $7 I had (I found 4 quarters too hehe), I got my glorious Panini. I was rejoicing inside because I was so hungry, cold and tired and going home.

I walk out and that kid was still there. Just as I walked out he had stood up from the curb and started walking. He wasn't walking like he had a destination, he looked as though he was walking aimlessly into the night, maybe just to stay warm. The temperature here is 30F/-1C so it's VERY cold!!!

I got his attention and asked him if someone was coming to get him but he was responding in such a low voice that I couldn't hear him so I had my hand cupped over my ear in that universal sign for "speak up sonny, granny can't hear a fucking thing you just said" and I kept walking toward him bc I just couldn't hear him. So I'm standing face to face with him and just talking to him, trying to find out any info but he was pretty tight lipped. The whole time he would answer me his lips were tighten and I could see that he was putting on a tough guy act.

I asked him if he wanted a warm place to stay and that I have a 13 y/o son.
He said no.

I asked him if I could call someone for him.
He said no.

I asked him if he was hungry.
He said no but his eyes said something completely different.
It was me asking him for the second time if he was hungry that made his lips tremble and he almost burst into tears right then.

I extended my covered Panini to him and asked for a third time if he would like some food and he held his head in shame and as he looked down at the ground he thanked me in the sweetest mousy voice. I extended my hand and introduced myself and he shook my hand and said his name was Eli, possibly short for Elijah? I started crying a little right then and there because this kid is breaking my heart. Who knows why he's out there in the first place. Maybe his family life is so abusive that he felt he HAD to leave. I thought about calling the cops but what if I put him BACK in a horrible situation by doing that?? WTF was I suppose to do?? I couldn't FORCE him to do anything!

I went to my car to find him something a little warmer but as soon as I turned around to give him a scarf and gloves he was gone. I drove all around that damn parking lot trying to find him. I was so upset and crying on the way home. It was bothering my soul so much that I turned around to go look for him again but still no luck. I was crying so much that it was hard to drive home. My heart is breaking for that poor kid.

I went home and hugged my son, thanking God he's home with me.

9:30 pm, I finally scrapped up enough for 2 gross taco bell taco's. The other $5 went into my car for gas.

That poor kid is burned into my memory now. I don't know if what I did was enough or good enough or even made much of a difference but I'd do it again. Kids hold such a special place in my heart.