Quotes From Children Who Have Lived At The Shelter


I never had my homework for my teacher because my mom and dad would start to fight, and Mom would grab me and we would leave the house. My teacher thinks that I’m a bad student, but I never have a chance to do my homework.

My dad came to my school and tried to take me with him to his house. The principal had to make him go away.

I’m 11-years-old and I take care of my five year old brother, and my new baby sister, because my mom locks herself in her bedroom.

My mom and I came to America from another country. The man we lived with was mean and we came to the shelter. I am the only one who knows English and people want me to tell my mom stuff. I’m 7-years-old and don’t understand what they want me to do.

Before we came to the shelter my mom and I lived in a house with a bunch of other people who stayed up all night. They were loud and had fights. I was scared of them.

My friend and I play “house” at the shelter. We pretend to make dinner, then we yell at each other, and then we pretend to call the police.

I don’t like to go to bed, because I have bad dreams about my mom getting hurt.

I’m 13 and since my sister and I came to the shelter we switched schools. My father was looking for us at our old school. This is the third school I have gone to in two years. I miss my friends.

I can’t sit still in school because I have a lot on my mind, then I get to the shelter and have to be quiet because of the other residents. I get so frustrated.

My mom got all my school clothes from the Salvation Army. They don’t even fit me right.

When we came to the shelter my mom gave my puppy away.

I’m 12-years-old and I have to tell my mother what to do about everything. She talks to me like a grown-up, but my teachers treat me like a kid. Someone needs to tell them how I can do stuff that older people do and stop treating me like a child.

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