Hello, I would appreciate your assistance if possible. I am a 19-year-old who has faced a lot at such a young age. When Easter Sunday arrived, our family was filled with joy, but Monday turned into a nightmare. It all started when my dad came home early, suffering from severe stomach pain. As night fell, my cousin and I took him to the hospital. I stayed awake until 6 AM, terrified that something might happen to the one man I cherished most in my life. At 6:17, they called his name and took him for all the necessary procedures. At 8:38, my mom called to tell me to come outside; she would stay with my dad while I went home to rest. On the way home, my cousin suggested we stop by the beach for some fresh air. As I gazed at the ocean, tears began to flow, and I couldn't understand why; I just couldn't hold it in. I tried to conceal my emotions from my cousin. A few days later, my dad was discharged, but as soon as he got home, the doctor from UCLA Harbor called and said he needed to come in immediately; it was more serious than we had anticipated. Watching my mom and dad walk away in the distance, I looked at my then 12-year-old brother and realized I had to be strong. A few hours later, my mom returns. We all gather to eat while on FaceTime with him. The next day, my dad calls my mom, and she steps into the bathroom to talk. My mind races, and I find myself drawn to eavesdrop on their conversation. As I approach, I hear my mom say, 'It can't be cancer.' I step back and retreat to the kitchen, where I begin to cry. When my mom comes out and hears me sobbing, she realizes I overheard. I was in denial. After several hospital visits and medication for the pain he was experiencing, he had a severe stomach ache, and we rushed him to the hospital. On a Saturday, my mother, brother, and I were doing laundry when they called my mom. I'm not sure what they told her, but she needed to go to the hospital. My cousin accompanied her. Around 4 in the morning, they returned home and rested for a bit. At around 6 or close to 7, they received another call and headed back to the hospital. My other cousin came home and offered to make us pancakes. When I heard my mom and cousin entering the house, I ran to them. My mom embraced my brother and me, saying, 'He's watching over us now.' There’s no easy way to process this, but I can’t quite recall how I reacted; everything just became a blur. THE ENTIRE SITUATION UNFOLDED, THE VIEWING THROUGH A BLUR, AND EVERYTHING THAT HAPPENED BEFORE, IN BETWEEN, AND AFTER. THEN, A FEW MONTHS LATER, WE FOUND OURSELVES LIVING IN AN ILLEGAL GARAGE OWNED BY MY MOTHER'S AUNT. THEY DIDN'T CONSIDER OUR PAIN AND ASKED US TO LEAVE. WE BEGAN SEARCHING FOR SOMETHING SIMPLE, SMALL, AND AFFORDABLE SINCE MY DAD WAS THE ONLY ONE WORKING. EXACTLY A YEAR AFTER MY DAD PASSED AWAY ON 6.11.24, THE LAWSUIT ARRIVED, AND WE WERE FACING EVICTION. I DON'T KNOW HOW IT ALL HAPPENED, BUT IT TOOK THREE COURT APPEARANCES FOR MY MOM'S COUSIN TO AGREE TO HELP WITH SOME PAYMENT. IT'S NOT A LOT, BUT IT'S SOMETHING THAT WE STRESS OVER. NOT ONLY AM I FEELING OVERWHELMED, BUT I ALSO WORK A LITTLE NOW. I TRY TO FIND PLACES, AND SINCE MY MOM DOESN'T SPEAK ENGLISH, I'M THE ONE HANDLING ALL THE COMMUNICATION, APPLICATIONS, AND WORK. IT'S CHALLENGING TO BE A 19-YEAR-OLD WITH ALL THESE RESPONSIBILITIES. MY BROTHER, WHO WILL TURN 14 ON SEP 22, IS STRUGGLING WITH THIS AS WELL. I AM ASKING FOR HELP, HELP US FIND A PLACE, HELP US FIND SOMEONE WHO CAN ASSIST WITH RENT, HELP US GET APPLIANCES, AND HELP US CREATE A BIRTHDAY FOR MY BROTHER THAT HE WILL REMEMBER FONDLY, NOT WITH SADNESS THINKING OF OUR DAD. I BEG YOU FOR MY MOTHER, BROTHER, AND ME, PLEASE, ANY LITTLE HELP WOULD BE APPRECIATED. THANK YOU, BEST, A GIRL IN NEED.