Hello, my name is Alex. I am a 24 y/o student living in the North Bay of California. Last September, I lost my studio apartment due to a substantial rent increase. After that I had to locate emergency housing within my county. Eventually I was able to get into our local homeless shelter. I was able to get a job and return to school. I also was approved for a new low income apartment in the near future. In March of 2019, I was released from my employment due to having my foot run over with a pallet jack and not reporting it on that shift.
In April I maxed out my time at the shelter (Letter is included in this post) and I almost had to leave. Fortunately the temporary manager of shelter services granted me an extension due to me having housing in the works. It wouldn’t make sense to kick someone out onto the street while they are waiting on housing, especially if they were doing everything that was asked of them. I’ve just been waiting since then. I finished my first year of college in May.
Fast-forward to this last Monday (July 22 of 2019): A new manager of the shelter has taken over, and she has one thing on her mind which is cleaning house. She called me to the front desk and told me that I need to have my belongings packed up come Saturday morning. I asked her about the extension I had previously been granted and her reply was along the lines of “we have too many people and not enough beds”. She told me that I should be fine anyways, considering that it is warm outside. I reminded her that I have housing coming up, but due to no-one having yet been moved in since I signed my affidavits back in late May, she wasn’t willing to work with me any more.
So now we come down to why I am posting here: A friend is willing to let me stay in her garage for $650 flat until I can move in within the next month. I have been desperately trying to locate a loan I could take out, but I have been denied every single time. I feel like the walls are closing in and honestly the thought of me having to sleep on the curb where I could be arrested or worse is irrevocably terrifying. I don’t know what else to do other than just give up. This is my last chance. I am desperate, to the point that I’m sitting here asking strangers to help me come up with the money to move into a garage. Can’t get much worse than this. If somehow I reach my goal, I promise to return the kindness ten-fold. Whether tomorrow or 50 years from now, I will save someone just as you have saved me. Thank you.