Unfortunate

by Faith Ann   Apr 28, 2012


There are people out there without a roof over their head
people who are alone, the people they love are dead
all they are are skin and bones
they use every last penny to get food as you would for an expensive phone

not only do they go through the pain but they have to watch their kids go through it to
i would have to say that is the most painful thing to do
they have to lay out in the freezing cold and pooring rain
they would wear any piece of clothing they dont care about the stain

they are fragile and scared
they are lucky to have all their healthy teeth and hair
these people would cry out just for some water and food
in the future i hope to help all the homeless and help the hungry to

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  • 11 years ago

    by Elise

    It is rather interesting and thinking about what you wrote is very true I do agree and I feel the pain for those who are out there alone.

  • 11 years ago

    by Elise

    It is rather interesting and thinking about what you wrote is very true I do agree and I feel the pain for those who are out there alone.

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