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Alone December 5, 2000

Today was a weird day. I was alone at my house today and...I just said the word...ALONE. Its the word that makes me depressed and angry. That word when your trapped Inside your own little world. When you shout for someone to come and  guide you, and all you see are stars that show light. It spells out that I was alone... I heard My dad speaking with his brother saying that one word to describe somebody is nonsense. That it would take a book to describe somebody as important as god or Jesus. But you know what? Hes wrong. If you were to describe me, You would say crazy, or mental, or a savage even. But that is the only side that you see. People ignore you for what you truly are. What you did 5 seconds ago is no more a reality. What people see in you is just a child with broken dreams. A bear starved for fish. A dog with out a bone. A cat without its meow. A boy with no dreams and just a drawing to carry him. Who cares if hes alone? We have seen Homeless people beg for help, and all we can do is laugh at them. While you walk away and think they are fragile and weak, they have one thing you don't. That;s there's spirit. That's the pride that they carry on and on ever since they was little. YOU walk away saying its just one person but NO. You don't know him like he knows himself. You don't know the struggle of what He has been through. How long he has been alone is just unknown. But that's why we have a thing called dreams. When you say goodnight and close your eyes, there's the imagination you need. What you need to understand, is that they need help. But they have dreams too. And when you carry on those dreams, Then the bear can. eat fish. Then the dog will get its bone. Then the cat will again meow. THEN THE BOY WILL HAVE DREAMS. You are never broken. You never have an excuse to leave this very land. The Only thing that makes us leaves is Gods calling. But forget the future. What you have now is a life. Dreams. And that's what makes these homeless people a hero. A vision to the next generation is that you are never ALONE. What you have when your homeless is hope, and that is the light that you have when you dream. So do yourself a favor, and smile. Because the only time your broken, is when you cant dream. And if you cant, Then welcome to the game of life young child.

( OK I want to make things clear. the first line was suppose to be Pat talking, but then i got lost in my head and wrote was bugged me in my mind. so idk wtf i wrote but hope you guys enjoy i guess? and sorry i haven't been posting. i will go back to writing pat for those 2 or 4 people that actually read this and enjoy. I will go back to posting next week so don't leave me :D....pls........ and have a nice day)