Living On The Streets
By Lana, Year 9
Being poor is never something you choose to be. It’s exhausting to have to avoid meals because you want to feed your family’s younger siblings. Not being able to curl up your numbed toes at night due to a lack of warmth. Having frozen fingertips makes it harder for me to be able to do anything. The lack of sleep makes me look sick and scary which frightens people away. It’s so sad to see how heartless people can get. Looking at me upside down as if I wasn’t even a human. It makes me feel so empty inside knowing how people look at me makes them think I am a filthy piece of rubbish. Not one person offering us a dollar to get a drink of water makes me feel sick to my stomach. Remembering the feeling of having fresh tap water racing down my dry throat reminds me of how happy I was living like everybody else. I never knew what I had till it was gone. Waking up everyday to a fresh meal, being able to sleep in a proper bed to relax and let go of the world sleeping under a roof knowing I will wake up the next morning safe. I never knew I was going to end up like this . Getting up in the morning at 6:00 a.m for school and an 11 hour shift afterwards to help provide for a family I didn’t choose to be a part of stresses me out.
