Izaan was walking home from school when it happened. Everything changed. He got home and saw his two brothers crying on the kitchen table. "What happened? Is everything alright?" Izaan asked. His older brother Taksh replied, "Izaan, we have to leave, our home isn't open to us anymore."

"What do you mean?" Izaan asked, his eyes welling up.

"Well," Taksh replied, "We're bankrupt, no more money, everything's gone. We just got a call from the owner of the home, and he told us that it was time to pay rent. I checked our bank account and we don't have enough money left to pay." Izaan started crying. He was old enough to know what would happen next. He was twelve after all.

"So we have to leave? Be out on the streets?" Izaan asked, now crying. He already knew the answer, but he wanted it to change so badly that he needed reassurance. Later, he went to his room for the last time, finally realizing how much he had before. Izaan started crying again, "Why did this happen to me?" he wailed. The next day Izaan, Shaan, and Taksh collected their belongings and left the house. Shaan, Izaan's younger brother, was crying. Izaan was only two years older than Shaan, but to him, his little brother was a baby. Izaan loved his brothers, and couldn't stand that this was happening to them too. As the brothers were walking around

town, Izaan ran into his friend Aarav. Aarav was a nice kid with a rich family. Aarav and Izaan usually went to a beautiful private school together, but because of what had happened that was all over for Izaan.

"Wanna walk to school together?" Aarav asked. "Sorry, I can't go today," Izaan answered. "Oh, did something happen?" Aarav was confused. Izaan was walking around town with his brothers and all of his belongings!

Izaan didn't know how to explain, but he wanted his best friend to know what had happened, "Uh, our family went bankrupt, we're broke now,"

Izaan sighed, eyes starting to well up again. Aarav didn't want to hurt Izaan's feelings, but he was also really popular and didn't want to lose that. Aarav just walked away. Izaan was so confused. His best friend just walked away. "Wait, where are you going?" Izaan asked. Aarav just kept walking away. Izaan started crying again. Why was all this happening? His brothers hugged him and they kept looking for somewhere to stay. When they did, they put down some blankets and set up a spot to sleep for the night. Izaan decided to go around town asking to work for food and money. He didn't make any money that day but they kept looking for the next two weeks. In all, the boys were working for seven people. Each brother had more than one employer and they all would give them extra food and money. Izaan loved being able to provide for his family, but it was hard. He cried a lot. He

missed his home and his parents. His parents had died from a terrorist attack and when they did, his older brother, Taksh, started caring for him and Shaan. God had let Izaan and his family suffer so much and Izaan was so confused as to why. Izaan knew that God had a purpose for all of what was happening, but he was still devastated. His parents, his home, his friends. How much was God going to take from him? Izaan fell asleep crying but woke up early to get back to work. While Izaan, Shaan, and Taksh were working early in the morning, their employers were having a secret meeting. "Okay people, I have an idea to help Izaan's family. Let's build them a home!" "That will take a lot of work," said Taksh's employer. "Everyone loves these brothers and will want to help too." So, they all agreed to the project. They were going to build a house for Izaan and his family!

Every day the employers and their crew worked hard making the house for Izaan and his family, and every day Izaan and his family worked hard for their employers. It took three months, but they got the job done and all in secret. One day, the brothers came home to their camp from work, and where there was once an alley, was now a new home! "Who did this? Is this for us?" Izaan questioned, crying from joy. "This is for you guys. We love your family and how determined you are to work for us," explained the employers. Izaan was now bawling out of pure happiness. They went inside the house and it was beautiful! Their cupboards were filled with food, their beds were nicely made, they each had their own room, and the employers had started each boy a personal bank account! The boys were so happy and could finally live happily ever after.