Remy & Cam: No Love Lost

A New Life Working The Pole

There's nothing worse than living on the streets, trying to survive and barely escaping death. Unbeknownst to me, I had to dodge the reaper several times. Each day that goes by, something different happens. From thinking I'm going to sleep peacefully in the hood, to dodging bullets during shootouts. Living on these cold Bridgeport streets weren't easy. Especially being broke and hungry, not having a pot to piss in or a comfortable bed to rest your head. I now know how it feels to sleep on the park benches or under the viaducts.

One day it decided to rain, I mean it was pouring outside to the point where the buildings downtown, were hardly visible. I literally had to stand in the doorway of Subway. When the manager noticed I was standing outside, he came out and told me to move away from the building. I made my way up the block to McDonalds to get out of the rain. By the time I made it to my set destination, my clothes were soaking wet. I was drenched from head to toe.

The only good thing about this moment was that the rain washed the firt off my face and hands. So I looked just like a regular customer trying to wait out the rain. It didn't help the hunger pains in my stomach though. It was rough out here in these streets. It was sad, because I turned sixteen on these damn streets. I couldn't spend another birthday or another night living out here. I've already been through so much in such little time, if something didn't change I wasn't goint to make it. 

My mouth was still wired shut, when I left the hospital. I didn't want to take any chances of DCF coming for me. I had to find somewhere to stay tonight like every night. I am too young to get into a shelter. The first thing they're going to ask is where's my parents. I didn't need anyone getting in my business like that. Eventually, I ended up taking the wires out myself six months after leaving the hospital last year.

Once the rain let up, I walked to the Hollow I was trying to make my way to Sanford Avenue, to the abandoned house  by Wheeler School. I took Cannon Street to Broad Street, and made my way to the stairs leading to Golden Hill Street, by the courthouse. From there, I made my way to Lyon Terrace and took a left on James Street. It took me a good thirty minutes to make it to Washington Avenue. I was tired as hell, walking up all those stairs and then walking up the small hill.

I was huffing and puffing like I was out of shape or something. Five minutes alter, I finally made it to Sanford Avenue to the abandoned house by the school. It was starting to get dark and due to the rain that was coming down, no one was outside. I snuck my way to the back of the house and made my way inside. It was completely empty; this would be my residence until I find a way off these streets. There were days whee I went out panhandling for money. 

This was embarrassing, but I had to eat. I wanted to desperatly get off the streets and change my life around. This wasn't foin to be my future; this wasn't how I was going to be living. But then again, this wasn't going to be easy either. Each day I would make my eay to the gas station on North Avenue, and each day I would use the bathroom to wash up. I bought deodorant, a toothrbush, and toothpast. I was even able to buy a brush and shampoo.

When I was sure I didn't stink, I would go to the mall to get clothes. I didn't have enough money to buy my own clothes. I got a five finger discount all the time. I wanted to look like girls my age. I saw how chics dressed and I wanted to keep up with the lastest trends. I think I did well; I got most of my clothes from H&M, Filene's, and Macy's.

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"I'm a movement by myself, but I'm a force when we're together. Mami I'm good all by myself, but baby you, you make me better, you make me vebtter." The music blared through the speaker, the lights were flashing purple, yellow, and red while the crowd went crazy. Twenties, fifties, and hundreds were flying in the air, ass my ass popped to the music. These bitches in here were some haters, mad because this natural fat ass got paid. The crowd of men came in here to see me and me only.