Dia duit, I’m Erin Flynn but I take it you know that I was born in Ireland in 1915
My parents died a year ago and my sister Éire and I were sent to this orphanage.
They don’t have enough food to feed all of us, and the number of us children increases. I live in the basement, in a large room with nearly a hundred others
The babies cry from hunger, and I sometimes find my self doing the same.
Last week my best friend Cáitriona died from the sickness that has been going around the room, I don’t know what they call it but its gotten worse. My sister Éire tells me everything will be alright, but how can she say that when your government doesn’t care enough to give you food and warm beds to sleep in how can she say everything’s going to be alright?
I must go, Éire is calling me
<---- The song my Ma sang to me at night,
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