Where children sleep around the world

Hey People of Earth

Today I learned about something. This morning, my mom showed me an article with pictures of children and their bedrooms in different parts of the world. My reaction wasn’t too happy. I really feel really bad for some of the kids who have to sleep on the streets and even worse. I kind of went through a meltdown because of the children.

A weird thing that probably triggered my meltdown was that my chest was hurting. Perhaps because I had just eaten while running around and my heart started to ache. Since I didn’t know it may be because I was running around and eating, I was afraid that I had some kind of a heart condition. At the time, it made me feel bad for the other people who do and what would happen if I ended up losing my life because of it. And after that, my mom showed me this while I was still thinking about people with heart conditions. The article was just enough to push me into my meltdown.

I feel sympathy for these kids. I really think that these kids deserve better. I know I can do my best to help out others/ but it makes me think of what they deserve and what I can do that would give them what they deserve. I feel a bit guilty because I have so much more yet I am barely any different from them. I guess I was one of the luckier kids. With that mental breakdown, I also felt scared that I could lose everything so easily. I really don’t know how to react to it.  All I really want to do is now to proceed with my life. And help people out. And get to make this world a bit of a better place.