Hello, everyone! My name is Sergio Ramos, and I’m here to ask everyone reading this to help me with something. I wan’t you to help me buy my first home! Now, this may or may not seem like much, but for me, it’s the biggest endeavor I’ve ever faced, and may face until I have children of my own. See, I lost my father when I was young, 6 years old to be precise. How did I lose him? He was murdered, right in front of me, shot twice less than 10 feet away from me and I got to watch every bloody moment you could imagine would happen. Who did it? My oldest brother, who was suffering from schizophrenia.
It was the night before Thanksgiving in 1989, my family was supposed to go on a family get-a-way the day after. My father, who had just returned from a hunting trip and had brought us food, was sitting at the head of the dinner table waiting to be served by my mother. After my mother brought him his plate, she walked back to the kitchen and gave me the second serving. I then walked eagerly towards my father, but paused just before an opening that was between my father and oldest brother, who just lost control of his schizophrenia and was standing outside in the street with one of my fathers rifles. That’s when he shot my father.
As you can imagine, it was a very chaotic situation. And after being whisked away by a family member headed for safety, I later found out my second oldest brother died from being cut by shattered glass as he was trying to call 911 on the phone that was right next to my father’s dead body. Because of this, I lived a life of confusion battling anxiety, P.T.S.D., and Tourette Syndrome. But after over 20 years, I can say I’ve won the battle. However, the cost of the confusion and chaos that carried with me crippled the beginning of my adulthood. I was lost.
I’m now 32 years old. I’m employed full time in a strong business. I just finished paying off some old debts that built up from losing a job. I have a clean slate, another chance at starting over. But I’m back on to another frying pan. I have to move out, and not by choice. My 77 year old mother, who has been supporting me for all of these years can no longer afford our home due to health and rising costs to a run-down home. We have to get rid of our current place. I have to do something.. I’m now asking you, the readers to show compassion and help me start my life, and hopefully start giving back to the one that carried me throughout my darkest times.
I don’t think I’m asking for much. I’d like to set a goal of $17,000, but I really only need enough for the down payment. With today’s government assistance programs, I should be able to buy something with maybe $7,000 to start. If you could help me in any way, I would greatly appreciate it.
And I appreciate that you’ve read through my story. It was not easy getting to this point in my life. Not for me, nor my mother. Times got dark but we somehow managed to stay afloat. We can finally say we’ve gone through the worst of times. It’s now time to move on. Thank you again for your time. I hope you have a wonderful day! Thank you!