Cars driving by , Swooshing water on my old , raggy , ripped up clothes. Some people would stop and ask me if I need a ride home and others would ask if I even had a home. "I did.Until my step-dad kicked me out. " I'd always say. It was true. My step-dad couldn't stand me. He abused me. He raped me...But that was along time ago. Until he kicked me out for yelling at him. Well now , I'm alone living on the streets.
