Nov. 5- Day 4: I don't normally open my windows when I got to bed, since I'm really sensitive to the cold, so for tonight, I opened them wide open, just to get a sense of what it felt like. Half-way through the night, after shivering even in my clothes, I got up, shut the windows and kept on sleeping on the floor. I can't imagine what the homeless have to live through. If I can't even last half a night, how do they stand it everyday? I also thought about how they don't really have a choice, and how they are actually a lot tougher and more brave than we may think. To us, they are people struggling to survive on spare change. What I see now are brave people who can take a stand against the cold, with a strong will to survive. It might not even be their fault that they are homeless. And yet, there are people who walk right by them, without a glance, as if the homeless aren't even there. We should treat them with more respect, since if it was us out there homeless, we wouldn't stand a chance, we wouldn't be able to survive.
And that marks the end of me being homeless!
Homeless no more,
Dapple Grey
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