Sometimes strangers are way better that friends and relatives. At least that's what he thought. He used to enjoy that strangers didn't look at him like he was miserable and withdrawn. They didn't judge him because they didn't know him. For him that was a pleasure he was never able to have before. He was free to be whoever he wanted without having to worry about anyone. That was what he wanted his whole life. For him that was happiness. Well, of course he was wrong but he had a long path to walk until he would find the real happiness. He didn't mind sleeping on benches, at least his money was enough in order for him to eat. But there were some cold nights that he felt alone and insecure. He hated the idea of needing someone but he wasn't able to resist on those feelings. Those were the nights when he really missed his father. Actually his father was the only one he really missed. As the winter settled in it was getting really cold and it was way difficult for him to sleep outside. That was when he decided that he had to find a job. Any job would do as long as he earned money. He started searching and he quickly found out that even strangers judged and that most of them were really cruel and didn't care to assist someone who needed help. He was now sure that most people were worthless and the only thing they cared about were theirselves. He decided that he was right all along and that the best he had to do was to be like them. To care about nobody but himself. He promised that he would never care about anyone again. The strange thing is that from that day those night insecurities were more frequent that ever before….
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