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There's a little girl I help sponsor named Yosi. She lives in Indonesia. I'm terrified that we'll get a letter telling us she is no longer in need of support because she's dead. I wish I didn't have to graduate from high school. I would be over there in a heartbeat. It kills me not being able to do anything and having to see the newspaper headlines get worse day by day. They'll never know how many people died. So many people over there are in poverty, no one even knows they exist. That's what hurts me. Forget about the American tourists. It's horrible that they died, don't get me wrong. But my heart goes out to the families who had nothing to begin with, and now have even less. To the orphans who have no names. It seriously kills me. I want to go work in a refuge camp. That's what they need, not just our $350 million (which Japan topped by quite a bit)... but our people. Perhaps if they weren't all in Iraq we'd be more useful.