"Hello my name is Katie" I'm a nine year old and my parents abandoned me about a year ago and left me on the streets to die alone. Each day I sit here there are about two hundred people who walk these New York streets and laugh while waking past me. No one in the WORLD has ever felt what I am feeling...
It all started out like this I was eight years old my parents absolutely hated me they would always quote "why not we just throw her out already". Now that broke my heart; until one evening they decided to throw me out, I was in my old rugged pyjamas when I got kicked out I was TERRIFIED.
There were sirens and people screaming, and crying it was horrifying to be on the streets of New York...
I'd been on the streets for about a year now I had found on old mattress in a dark wet back ally, to sleep on.
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The Poor Kid On The Block
Non-FictionIt's Christmas and a little girl Katie is left all alone on the street to die. Thousands of people walk by Katie each day and do NOTHING. Until the night of December 24. Get ready to go on an emotional thrilling ride.
