Chapter 44 Yorkshire Accent

• M I R A N D A
• I glance at Joan and she looks at me pitifully. I hate when people look at me that way because I know I’m poor. I’m penniless. Hell, I’m running out of money in the bank. My savings aren’t sufficiently funded and I’m about to lose my job again. I know I am having a hard life and I hate when people pity me even though I know I am in need of huge help. I somewhat don’t want people to sympathize with me because they will only look down on me. They will see that as an advantage. They will only make me feel like I am the worst person ever.
• Right now I badly need help and I know I need to learn how to depend on someone. I have been on my own for too long and it’s making me feel too lonely and tired.