A banded on the streets

There I was standing there all alone, afraid everyone was staring at me different. was it because I was scared. My parents a banded and left me on the street all alone with nothing. No food, No water, Nothing and every time I asked for help people just walked away. it was minus five degrees and I was freezing cold. Everywhere I looked people had coats and jeans on. All I had was a pear of old dirty shorts and a freezing cold singlet and a big plastic bag I caught that was flying by. I was begging for help for ages and no one would help me. I couldn't put up with the cold anymore I felt like I was going to die of hypothermia and starvation. I had to get in the plastic bag I found to keep me warm but it wasn't doing much. I was trying to stay strong but I couldn't I was crying for three weeks straight. Then finally summer hit I was relieved. with no food for three weeks I jumped up and went to the nearest store and asked for some food and they said do you have money then I replied NO I am homeless I haven't had food for three weeks straight please help me!!. The lady ay the store said okay then you can have a pack of noodles. So I take the noodles and go back on the side of the street and then realise that I don't have any water or a kettle to cook the noodles so that day I was eating dry noodles (it was okay considering I haven't eaten in weeks). That night I was starving again but instead of being cold I was boiling hot. I fell asleep finally but it was hard to sleep with the loud traffic in your ear all the time.