Living On The Streets Of London
By Peter
Yep it's just another day for me here on the streets of London where I would sometimes steal from those rich people to at least give me a chance to get some food to eat or maybe get some new clothes to wear.
It wasn't always like this for me because I used to have a home and parents that cared about me. But sadly we lost everything after we were unable to pay our rent and the landlord then kicked us out and we were now homeless.
Even worse, my mom and dad tried to sneak into a store for clothes and food but the police were called upon and they were taken away from me for good and I was now on my own with nowhere else to go but the gutters.
When the weather got nasty, I would often freeze and try to at least get some warmth while I still could and it would often be impossible to survive here on the streets but somehow in some way I made it work.
And I would often steal from the rich to get some food and maybe some new clothes and I got lucky sometimes because they wouldn't even notice.
Sure I know this isn't how I should be right now but honestly I don't know what else I can do and I would rather do this than freeze and starve to death.
I also know that I only got myself to take care of and I hope my parents are doing well while in jail.
Oh if only I could escape from this and find a new purpose in life and maybe be something more than just a homeless child in London.
