July 22, 2006
To whom it may concern:
Hello, my name is Bretony McGee, and I have been having the problem that I currently have for about 8 months now. I have been writing letter after letter, but still I keep getting denied, however, I must continue to try, for I have no other choice. I will try to explain once again to the best of my ability because I would really like to resolve this problem once and for all.
My life has really been a whirlwind of disaster over these past months, and I believe that I have been doing everything available to me at the allotted time in order for me to still live a functional life. My problems took a turn for the worst when I was informed by Wayne state that I would not be able to return to the dorm rooms for the winter 2006 semester. Even though I was not able to return to the dorm rooms, I was not aware that I would also not be able to register for classes either. This put a whole new spin on my situation, because before I was living at the dorm room, I was staying at a different house every night, and didn’t know where my next meal was coming from, so to think of me going back to that lifestyle did not sit well with me. Every additional loan I tried to get to cover my remaining balance I was denied because I was either too young, or did not have enough credit history. My parents could not have helped at all because they disowned me, so I did not even talk to them since I got into college all by myself. Whenever I would go to the financial aid department, they kept saying there was nothing they could do, and that I could try to get my parents to help me get a loan. I kept trying to say that there was no way that I could do that, and they just said, "sorry." In addition to that, I was in a very bad relationship that "physically wore me out". Most days I woke up too weak to even get out of bed.
After I was kicked out of the dorm rooms and not able to register for any classes, I began living form house to house again, all the while still trying to find someway in heaven for me to get back into college, as well as find a job. I began living out of one small suitcase, and decided to do anything I could to get some kind of money, even if it included selling my body. God was good enough to let me find a job babysitting so I could try and save up enough money to pay off my balance so I could finally return. I payed $60 on it, which was all I could afford to do at the time, but it seemed like there was no way I could afford to pay it all off and still try to live. So then I thought that maybe it was a good idea that I didn’t live, since my life was so terrible. I attempted to take a number of pills to end my misery once and for all but was unsuccessful. Luckily, I am still alive today, I believe God had a plan for my life.
My problems however did not end there. My friend luckily gave me a job at his store where I began working 10 hours a day and 7 days a week. I began to make a sufficient amount of money doing this, but had little time to sleep, much less eat. I suffered from exhaustion and nausea most of the time, but I kept on working. The first thing I began to pay was my credit card bills that I used to eat with and live off of. After I began paying off my $2,000 credit card bills, I received notices from 2 student loan lenders that I borrowed from in the fall saying that since I was not in school anymore, my payments would start being due. This was not good news for me. But I kept on anyways. I got to the point where I was able to rent a small apartment for very cheap, so I finally have a place to live, but still no car, so I have to walk to work everyday. I have saved up enough money in order for me to pay off my balance (minus the cancellation fee from winter 2006), but anything more than that would take to long, and by that time registration would be closed again. I don not know if I can emotionally or physically take anymore let downs this year. I am already half crazy by trying to do everything that I possibly can to just live my life that would be so much easier if I had some help from someone.
I am asking for your help today. Whoever you may be, I know that it would be nothing to you but a flick of your pen, but to me, it means either life or death (literally life or death, I am emotionally unstable, but can not afford to see a doctor). I am aware that the cancellation fee has not been waived for anyone ever in life, however, there is a first time for everything right? Besides, I am sure no case was even close to as extreme as mine. They were probably some rich white kids who forgot to pay or something, but me, it is way more serious. I’m sure you all would sleep much better at night knowing that you helped out at least one poor girl who had a dream and did not give up on it. Please do not be responsible for the possible death of such a promising individual, moi. It would be greatly appreciated and forever acknowledged. I hope that this is not the last time you....or anyone else for that matter...will hear from me again.