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Diary entry on a Homeless person.

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Diary entry on a Homeless person Day 72 It was another cold, damp night. I sat under the bridge listening and hearing every noise. I could her animals and people muttering in the dark misty night. The wind was getting fiercer now, whistling between trees as it started picking up the leaves of the floor. The stars in the sky were brighter then usual, they were shining and twinkling in the clear black sky. It was like glitter on a black piece of paper. Time was going very slow, I didn't know how to pass time. It was starting to get very cold now, so I curled up into a ball to make sure I stayed warm. As I lay there my mind blank my eyelids started to get heavier and heavier and before a realised I fell into a deep sleep. I woke up in a king size bed; I looked up at the ceiling and smelt burnt toast. It can only have been the misses again as she was late for work. I herd the door slam; the car start and she had gone. We were really happy together, but I don't know what happened, we've been arguing a lot lately and I don't know why. ...read more.

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As I approached these smartly dressed people in their flash cars I felt myself sinking inside, as thought I am not welcome here. I slowed my stride and now walking slowly, I looked around to see the others around me. As I walked along the hard surface I could feel the floor, as there was a hole at the bottom of my shoe, it was wet from the little showers last night. I slowly walked on the side of the pavement grazing my wall by accident it was really stinging and I could feel it really starting to burn. I pulled a scruffy white bandage out of my pocket and warped it around my arm. My stomach still churning and grinding I was after some food. I digged my hands deep into my pocket and o only found a couple of pounds as there was once again a hole in my pocket. As I looked up again to see where I was walking I realised I came the centre of attention. I felt a shiver go down my back. Nearly evry1 around me started at me as I went past. I felt scared and angry, angry because people shouldn't stare its rude and scared because I thought they were going to hit me or shout. ...read more.

Conclusion

I jumped to my feet and walked towards the window of the shop. As I looked at the TV then to my ticket several times I realised nothing had changed I didn't win anything it all, my head started throbbing even more now. I felt really lonely didn't care about nothing I just wanted to win really badly. I walked slowly towards the bridge not bothered about anything just really disappointed. As I made my way to my shelter I stamped through puddles make my feet wet and my cloths. The rain was stopping now and I could see the sun peeping out from the clouds. I could even see a rainbow in the distance. As soon as I got to the bridge, I slumped my self down onto the floor. I leaned against the wall whilst I could see little raindrops falling from the top. All the little birds had sat in the corners using it as a shelter too, so I wasn't alone. I lay there my head still throbbing, my mind blank. Time was ticking by so slowly; I didn't know what I could do. I then started to think how long could I last like this living on the streets. It was getting darker very minute now and was getting really tired. I found a blanket next to me, which I covered myself in and eventually I fell asleep. Another day was over. ...read more.

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