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- I have/had piercings besides the ears.
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I tan easily.
I wish my hair was a different color.
- I have friends who have never seen my natural hair color.
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**Please take the time to read my case, it would me a lot to me.**
Hello! My name is Amber, or Rue, as some of you may know me by. I am a 22 year old girl living on my own in Connecticut.
I moved to Connecticut from California 4 years ago to escape a very bad situation with my family. I haven’t spoken to them much since and we are not on good terms. I cannot return home, nor would I ever want to.
Since I have been on my own I have lived in homeless shelters, friend’s homes and I have rented rooms from various shady people. Now, I live with a compulsive hoarder in a small room mostly filled with her stuff. I have been living here since March of 2013. I work 40+ hours a week as an assistant manager at a Dunkin’ Donuts and also attend school two days a week (7 hours both days). I am currently looking for a second job. I pay monthly health and dental insurance, my phone bill, rent, medical bills, etc. I also pay for transportation when I cannot walk to work since I do not have a car. I try my hardest to walk to work when I can because I cannot afford to spend money on cabs, but sometimes it is too cold at 5am in the winter to walk or the sidewalks are piled with snow. I am desperately trying to conserve money whenever I can and I have started a savings account to keep money aside.
The woman I live with doesn’t have A/C in the summer nor does she have heat in the winter. I live in Connecticut where it snows and gets to be VERY cold, especially during the night. I have a low tolerance to the cold and it effects my heart negatively. She also does not have a working fridge, stove or toilet. I am unable to keep food in the house because I cannot refrigerate or cook it so I end up eating a lot of my meals at my friend’s house when I am invited. If I eat at home it is usually just chips or cookies.
The woman who owns the house also has three cats. The cats do not use the litter box, likely because it goes uncleaned for weeks. As a result the pets urinate throughout the house, including in the bathtub and on my clothing in my room. I am constantly bleaching the tub before I shower and washing my clothes over and over again. I have asked the owner to please keep my door shut to prevent this but I have come home many times to find my door wide open and cats in my room.
The cats also kill many small rodents such as mice, rats and squirrels which they have dragged in from outside or have actually found and killed in the house. When I have brought this to the attention of the home owner she was not at all interested and told me not to bother cleaning it up because the cats like to “play” with the dead animals. These are just a few of the examples highlighting the gross environment I live in.
I can no longer tolerate it mentally and physically. I have been diagnosed with severe Clinical Depression and PTSD; my psychiatrist said moving out of this house would most definitely help improve my depression (obviously not cure it, but make it a little bit more tolerable). I also have a lot of health issues, one being a problem with my heart which is made worse by the mold, dust and cat dander in the house as I am allergic to them. I have included pictures of the house that I took recently. This is actually the cleanest it has been in a while considering she had people over so she had straigtened it up a bit.
Unfortunately, there is absolutely no where else for me to go. I am desperately trying to move before winter hits, but between all my bills I cannot save enough to pay for the required safety deposit and first months rent. I have gone and visited many apartments, and it always comes down to me not being able to get enough money together. I know I can pay the monthly rent, it’s just a matter of saving up enough for the first month and deposit before winter.
I am asking for donations to help me reach my goal and escape this horrible living situation before I am stuck here for the winter. Any amount of donated money is greatly appreciated and all the money is going directly to my savings account where I am already started to put aside whatever I can as well.
Thank you so much for reading.
I will gladly provide any proof needed and answer questions.
I have a gofundme account set up here: http://www.gofundme.com/fpyqog
Even a signal boost or anything would be greatly appreciated, thank you so much again!Already I would like to thank everyone for the support, donations and reblogs/asks I am getting! I can’t tell you how much it means to me! Thank you so much!
the boys always go on about how they care about our safety and our health and stuff and it just upsets me that some of you seem more bothered that 5sos aren’t coming to the uk than you are about ashtons health and he just cares about us all so much and idk it just disappoints me that some you don’t seem to care an awful lot about ashton
Hi guys, we have some news for you today. Ashton has come down with a case of appendicitis and had to have an operation. He’s doing great and will be back up & running in no time, but he’ll need to rest up for the next week or so… Unfortunately this means that we’ll no longer be able to fly back…
This little girl went missing from her hotel in Prince Albert last night. If you see her call the police at 1-306-953-4222.
Saskatchewan and prairie peeps please reblog.
Man, she went to get a pop from the vending machine in her hotel and disappeared. This was this morning.
They still haven’t found her.
Madison MacIntyre, 13 years old.
SIGNAL BOOST, PLEASE.
MacIntyre is described as being between 5’ 5” and 5’ 6” in height and weighs approximately 120 pounds. She was last seen wearing black Saskatchewan Roughrider shorts and a grey Metallica T-shirt.
Anyone with information regarding MacIntyre’s whereabouts should contact the Prince Albert Police Service at 306-953-4222 or Crime Stoppers at 1-800-222-8477.
Going to date this with September 26, 2014, so you all know it’s relevant NOW. Just checked it out, it’s true.
As of September 27th, 2014 at 2:32pm Saskatchewan time - Madison MacIntyre still hasn’t been seen or heard from.
I have finally hit my breaking point. For as long as I can remember I have endured my mother’s abuse, whether it is verbal, emotional, or as seen here physical. I can expect some act of violence on a daily basis, and her beating me is not an usual occurrence, but today something snapped. My mother did this unprovoked, and this time she didn’t stop. Usually it’s bad for a little while and then she’s done, today it went on for what seemed like forever. At a certain point I decided I was going to do something I never do, call the police. You see, my mother is a highly respected and very well known person where I live. She is on the board of ed, worked for CPS for many years, and is close personal friends with people like the local chief of police, director of our local CPS unit, and so on. I always knew that calling wouldn’t go anywhere and just upset her more, but today I had to try. While she was kicking me I found my opportunity, and somehow managed to get away from someone more than twice my size. I ran as fast as I could, knocking things over behind my, trying to find a phone. I dialed and they listened and my mother proceeding to beat me over it, while I screamed for help. For the second time today, I managed to get away from her and ran to my room. I barely had enough time to lock my door, before she starting trying to get it, to the point that she ripped my door off the frame. I decided I was going to stay locked in there, until the police came. The past few months I have been collecting evidence against her, voice recordings, pictures like these, and videos of her violence, so they couldn’t dispute what was going on. But I was dead wrong.
When the officer finally came up to my room, I attempted to tell him my side of the story, but before I could get a sentence out he silenced me. HE told me that this was my mothers house, and I needed to live by her rules. If I didn’t she had the right to punish me. He also told me to be tankful for her, because he wanted to press assault charges against me. finally, he refused, despite my begging, for him to take me to a shelter for teens.
I am utterly disgusted by the injustice that occurred today. I pray there is no one else out there who is living in such a situation. I am not sure exactly what I am getting out of writing this, except maybe that it’s just nice to be able to open up about this, when I have had to keep it a secret my whole life. idk. sorry for posting such heavy shit.
Signal boost the fuck out of this