Dear Diary,Today I saw a woman collecting relics at the junk pile. I felt worried and thought of questions in my mind that I could of asked her. “Where do you live?” or “What happened to your family?”.
There was a Mcdonalds near by, and I could tell she really wanted something. I went through the drive through and came out with a Big Mac Combo. She eyed the burger with her little beady eyes . When I gave it to her, a big grin spread across her face.
“Thank you very much,” she said to me. I felt proud, maybe a little sad that when I left, I just saw people stare…and then trudge away like nothing was wrong! Nobody actually notices the homeless people who could die from hungriness. Oh got to go to bed! Goodnight diary!
Dear Diary, I just went back to the same junk pile to see what was going on. We had a general conversation,then I asked her some questions. She was really kind and humble. She invited me into her house. I saw lots of dirty junk that to her were treasures. There was also a lit candle next to a dirty,broken chair.
To be continued...