15 April 2012
Sitting there, just sitting there on the edge of the curb waiting, waiting for something ... Someone .... Anything .... Hoping that someone with help. " Will I end like this? ... Is this how it goes now ? Me here ... Alone ... Having no one ..." cried a homeless boy. His mother died a week ago now... The boy has no where to go he has no one to go to ... He's alone ... In the word. As the boy cries the rain tips down... The boy sits there like nothings happening while people run ... Run away from the rain trying to stay dry.
Alone • Opuss № I