The building was massive - larger than a Walmart! More homeless people scurried across the long corridors to find someone to show them around. From the exterior, this building was an old, dusty warehouse, but on the inside it was a luxurious modern environment! Following booming footsteps a man appeared, calling over all the new people. "Mr. Hausse is the name. Pronounce it like 'house' please. I am the senior manager here at the Homeless People's Recruitment Center. We give job opportunities for the poor and homeless, as we care about everyone. Mr. Hausse was a man around his early forty's with a very strong deep accent. His foot crashed as every step took him one leap further into achieving his goal, to give everyone a job. His eyes were a plain brown and his hair was as black and vast as the night sky. He wore a fancy business suit and was very serious about anything he stepped into. His black eyes drowned any light that entered his forsaken eyes. But Seth was about to get a job!
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Homeless
General FictionWhen a man in his late teens is kicked out of his house by abusive parents, he has no choice but to live on the streets of Seattle. When a special job opportunity opens up for him, his life is on the line as to if he gets in or not.
