Lost.

My father's company lost another station.

Our car broke down for the fourth time in a month, and is going to cost well over one thousand dollars to fix.

I am ill, and incapable of reproducing.

The house is falling to shambles around me.

College is costly.

My heart is crying out for someone, yet the call is not being returned.

Ryan, my dear cousin, is being sent to Afghanistan in October.

I am lonely, scared, and cold.