I believe it was in June when it all went down. I'd rather not go into full detail and back story, but I will say that we lived in an apartment and we had to leave.
My mom got into an argument with a neighbor, and since the landlord didn't like us anyways, they made us leave. It was around my birthday and I wasn't happy.
My parents had rented a room at a nearby Motel 6 for two weeks until they found a place. They didn't find anywhere for us to go, so they paid the owner for more time there.
Money was getting tight and we weren't doing well. All I felt the whole time was hope that we would make out okay. It took a while, but I'll get to that.
It was hell. A few times my parents rented another room, because seven people cramming into a small space like that wasn't fun. We also had to split up, some of us going to my Nana's house, others to my granparents.

Eventually, school started. Like I said, money was tight and we could do much. Explaining to my friends that I couldn't get supplies for projects wasn't easy, I wasn't allowed to tell anyone what was happening. I was a fifth grader, so everything was pushing for you to be ready for the middle school. I remember this one girl- let's call her Jenna- who I did several projects with in fifth grade. She obviously didn't understand why I couldn't get supplies to pitch in, and she would get mad at me. One time she go all the supplies and all I could do was help build it. I felt so terrible, I couldn't tell Jenna anything and she was just upset with me the rest of the year.
At home was a different story, some time in the beginning of this catastrophe, my dad lost his job. So he got a new one, but he was gone a lot more. The only times I got to see him when he was rushing us to eat dinner at Burger King so he could go to the room and sleep.
It was really hard, sleeping at night and acting normal during the day. We used to sleep in sleeping bags on the floor, and my mom in one bed, two others in another. Since my dad worked at night, sometimes we'd sleep in the other bed next to my mom. Most of the time I slept on the floor, only because I don't complain much and everyone else has so sort of back issues. Come to think of it, I never really did anything but agree and do. I was very cooperative and I would just go with the flow and hope for the best. Anyways, school wasn't bad, other than some little things I was good in school for the most part.