By SHAYANN CHRISTOPHERSON

Kentlake High School junior

I came home from school to a notice on the door

It’s not the first time; it’s been happening more and more

This time it’s our water, last month the gas

Who knows what it’ll be next time, the money just doesn’t last

This month we’ll make the car payment, we’ll hold off on cable for now

Next month we’ll work on the credit cards, it’s hard, we’ll have to figure out how

Maybe that will be enough to save the house

Just maybe

Don’t cry honey, and don’t pick up the phone

Maybe I can get a second job, or even a family loan

I can sell my pet hamster, one less mouth to feed

I will baby-sit, mow lawns, go without, whatever you need

Don’t worry she says, tears rolling down her face

You shouldn’t have to struggle to save this place

Maybe that will be enough to save the house

Just maybe

I came home from school to moving trucks outside

My belongings all in boxes, my tears I try to hide

We tried in vain, we tried so hard

New house, new school, new friendships to start

I’m nervous and scared, but cover it with a smile

I’ll be back on my feet, but it may take awhile

Just wasn’t enough to save the house

Just wasn’t