the homeless life
I am homeless living on the streets.my walls are made from blankets and sheets. I use a crate so i can sit and cook my meals on an old barbaque pit.I keep my water in a gallon milk jug and use a vegatable can for a coffee mug.i have a dog that barks at every sound and everytime i look theres never anyone around. i have to keep moving from place to place and when i get nervous i hold on to my can of mase .I always hear sirens and shots from a gun let me tell you being homeless is no fun.My biggest wish is that i get a home someday so i dont keep living my life this way.
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