I'm crying now just thinking about her. She was so kind, she didn't deserve such a brutal ending. But that was the most recent traumatic event in my life. She died on the same date as my fiancé and her parents. It just seems like God is trying to punish me. For what other reason would he allow this to happen? I suppose he is testing me, to see just how much our hearts and brains can take before we snap. Some can take more than others apparently. Life is just one big test, I decide. I just got level challenge. Some people get easy, some people get medium, or hard, or difficult... But I got the challenge. My challenge is to stay faithful to what is right and be good to who is good to me. And to be good to those who aren't good to me as well. I accepted this challenge a long time ago head on. Now I charged at it with a brick wall caging all my emotions. There is no room for self pity when you are out here. Just got to keep moving forward, otherwise, if you look back, the past will swallow you whole. Then you will be trapped.
I suppose you will be wondering how exactly I became homeless. You know the build up and you know some of my experiences but you don't know how it all happened. But I will happily tell you now. I feel like we have built up a great deal of trust now so I am prepared to reveal the experience that completely broke me. Do not judge me for the choices are made. Forgive me, but do not forget me. Learn from my experience so you don't end up where I am today
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Frozen
Short StoryA story about a homeless man's last year on the streets of London after 10 years of fighting through the poverty.
