I am not to write a nice post now. Me am has feelings so many bad. Me am try not do anything bad because Allie keep stop mine head banging. So me am to write what is bad. It is September next week and we not am know where am to go live. Homeless. Homeless again. This time is most bad because has Allie and me am in motor wheelchair. Me not has mine friend to helps and be mine caretaker this time. Me am to much age for the places Me was get help before. And me am to be homeless same time health more bad. They is want check mine heart and brain to see if sick more normal just disabled. Me a 5 the most bad feeling. Not like IL or moneys or bad peoples.