The start of my life alone was a bit rough. Okay, it was really rough. I flew down to an industrial city, looking for a hotel to sleep in for the night. There wasn't too many people out at night since it was 3:30 I'm the morning. I walked into the hotel and towards the front desk. A Saiyan young lady was sitting at the front desk typing on a computer. She gave me a smile and said, "Welcome to hotel #447, how long do you plan on staying?" I said to her, "Just one night." She said calmly, "Ok, that will be 150 zeni, please. Will you be paying by card or cash?" I stuttered, "Uh, I d-don't have any money…" She frowned and said "Well, sir, I can't let you have a room unless you pay. I'm sorry sir, but I can't." I stuttered "Then w-where am I supposed to sleep?" She sighed and said feeling sorry for me, "You might be able to get a room at the bar across the street, it won't exactly be a bedroom, but they let homeless people stay there sometimes." I said feeling confused, "Homeless? Well, I guess that's my only option."

I then walked out of the hotel, and a woman holding a glass bottle came up to me and said "Hey there, sweetie. I can get you a room." I said happily, "You can? Thank you so much!" She said quickly, "But for a price, honey. Nothing in life is free." I said looking down, "Oh, I'm sorry, I don't have any money." She laughed and said with a seductive voice, "Oh darling, it's not money that I want! You know what I want." She put her right arm around me and was coming to give me a kiss. I was startled and pushed her away. "No, I don't want that!" She looked appalled. She yelled at me, "If you don't want my help, then good luck finding some place to sleep!" She walked away in a huff. People who saw that were laughing at me and the woman.

I quickly hurried across the street but something I've never seen before was speeding on the road towards me. I stopped for a moment and then it clicked that I needed to move. I jumped out of the way and the big metal thing with a person in it couldn't stop in time and crashed into a lamp post. The man came out of the metal thing and yelled at me, "Why the hell were you walking in the middle of the road!? And you made me crash my car! You're gonna have to pay for this you stupid kid!" I didn't know what to say but then said with sweat droplets down my face "Uh, oh! I know! I can fix it! Here let me help!" I walked towards the car and the man said "How could you possibly fix a dent that bad!? Are you messing around with-" I moved my arms and hands to metal bend the car back to its original state.

The man looked at his car and then looked at me and said with a perplexed face, "How did you do that?" I said happily, "It's metal bending. My dad taught it to me. Can you check to see if your car works now?" The man didn't say anything and got into his car. He turned the engine on and the car was functioning normally. He then sped off into the night. I stood there a little irritated that he didn't even say thank you. I decided to go to the bar to find a place to sleep.

I walked in the bar and there were many men drinking and talking with each other. I then walked to the counter and approached the bartender. The bartender was cleaning a glass and said with a smooth voice, "What can I get for you, young man?" I then replied, "I'm actually not buying anything, I need a place to sleep. I don't have any money." The bartender then said with a look of distaste, "Oh. Well, all of our "rooms" are full tonight, so you can't stay. Sorry, sir. Please leave." I stuttered and said, 'B-but, I won't have anywhere to sleep tonight! Where will I sleep?"

The bartender then asked with a curious voice, setting down the glass. "Are you homeless, young man?" That word again. I asked, "What is homeless?" The bartender then stated, "A homeless person is someone who doesn't have a home. And if they can't stay with someone or pay for a room, they sleep on the streets. So, young man. I'm assuming you are homeless if you don't have any money for a room or home." The men around were laughing at me and one said, "You don't have a home, pretty boy? Ha ha! Have you ever thought of working to make money? Or are you really that stupid." All the men in the bar were cackling and laughing at me. I felt so hurt. I started crying and covered my face. The man said "Awww, you crying now, you big baby?" He pointed to me and said, "Look at this big baby haha!" My hurt turned to anger, and I did something that I regret doing. I turned to the man and smacked him hard in the face. He fell off his chair and everyone gasped and went silent. I gritted my teeth and then realized what would happen next.

The man looked shocked at how hard I hit him. He spat out a loose tooth and blood. He stood up and yelled, "Men, get out of the way! This is MY fight!" Without warning he ran towards me and went for a snack to the face. I quickly side stepped and he fell on the ground due to the velocity of his movement. I backed away and said frantically "I'm really sorry for hitting you! Please forgive me!" He got up and laughed a little. "Heh, sorry isn't gonna cut it, kid. The only way you'll learn is by getting a beating! HAAAAH! He powered up and the whole bar began to shake. Glass bottles fell to the floor and broke. Tables and chairs were moving and colliding with each other. I knew that this guy was not willing to talk. He powered up a ki beam so hot the whole room was burning up. He fired it and I prepared myself. I then reflected the ki beam towards him but at a much faster speed then what he fired it. He didn't except this and got blown away by the beam and crashed into the wall. The whole wall broke apart and there was dust everywhere. I took this as an opportunity to escape. I ran out of the bar as fast as I could.

When I was far away enough from the bar, I slowed down a bit and went into an alley to hide. I was panting, not from the fight, but from the anxiety in my chest from the whole situation. I lowered my ki so that they wouldn't find me. I heard them looking for me, but I was too anxious to go any further. So, I stayed in the alley and took out my blankets to sleep there. There were two other homeless men laying there without any blankets. One of them looked at me and said, "Hey, gimme your blankets." I said sharply, "No! These are mine!" He said again, "Gimme your blankets." I said again, this time more irritated than before, "I said no!"

Both of the men looked at each other and then got up coming towards me. I braced myself for the worst, but then one of them said "If you don't give us your blankets, we'll eat you alive." I didn't know what to say. I stuttered, "W-what!? What do you mean-" The next thing I knew, one of them smacked me so hard in the face that I was almost knocked out. I fell to the ground and I saw that they took my blankets and bag. The only thing they didn't take from me was the clothes, shoes, and armor I was wearing. I reached my hand out towards them, but was overcome by the hard hit and was knocked out.

That is what the first day of being on my own was like. I have to say, it could have been worse. I could've ended up dead. But still, it sucked. I learned the hard way how cruel the world could be. The world is nasty. It makes me realize just how good I had it. I'd rather be picked on by those stupid kids for the rest of my life than have to face real people. Scary people. Evil people. This was the world. Well, it was for one night. I thank kami for what happened next morning.