Why?

With my day starting cold, I sigh; my stomach feels like it has ripped out with how little I have eaten in the past few days. The time is ticking; I think this might be the last time I open my eyes again. So I try and stand up but at no eval as my feet and legs are too weak to stand. "once more should do the trick!" I think to myself. With one swift move, I was standing but not without the pain in my feet and legs, begging to rest and heal. Unfortunately, I have no time to relax; if I do, that may be my last. I started to walk the coldness of the morning wind was enough to wake me from my dazed state. The pain was worse than before. As I was ready to walk, I thought, "Why is this happening to me? I don't understand; I don't!"

As the birds chirp, I begin to walk. The smell of my body is horrid as I have not showered in many weeks. I try to keep clean, but it is impossible the way things are. If I go into the store, I will just be chased out, saying, "You are scaring away the customers! Go get a job, you bum." If I could get a job, I would, but I don't have one. I have no place to sleep, no one to call family as they all left me in the dust to die and rot in a hole. The more I think, the more my stomach hurts, so I scavenge around to find anything I would eat and satisfy the intense hunger that I have been feeling for days until now. While searching, I spot a dark alleyway with many trash bags. I think, "this might be a good spot as it looks like no one has touched it yet. Maybe I can find something to eat!". As I search through the trash bags, I find a half-eaten burger. The drool coming from my mouth was nonstop. As I'm about to take a bite, someone puts their hand on my shoulder. I looked to see who it was, and someone punched me. I lost consciousness almost instantly. As I was closing my eyes, I asked why god? Why did this happen to me, god? as it all started to go black.

The cold breeze woke me in my deep sleep. As I regained consciousness, the coldness made me cry out in pain. My body is frostbitten. I can't feel anything. I try to get up the pain is unbearable. I wish I could tear my legs off and die in a ditch. No, NO! I say I mustn't do that. I think I would never do something like that because I am not like that. As I am slowly getting out of a daze, it hits me. The hunger is so bad I collapse I can barely think. It feels like I got shot in my stomach. I start to crawl desperately to a store anywhere that has warmth. I see it, but it gets farther and farther away as I cawl. It looks impossible to reach, so I stand back up using my non-existence strength and fall at the door in a desperate dash. I was able to fall half ways through, and the warmth was something I'd never felt before. The heat felt like a haven.

When I woke up, the light was so bright. Did I die? The more I looked around, the more I was confused as the walls were all white. There was one door but nothing else. When I sat up, someone walked in to check on me. I asked them, "where am I at?". They just smiled and said, "Don't worry, you're fine." As I tried my best to understand the situation, the person said, "you may be able to leave tomorrow as it looks like you are recovering well. So go back to sleep and save your energy." So I lay back down, and she puts a mask on my face. I start to panic, but my body starts to go numb. Nothing is listening to me. It's all going black again. My body feels warm, so warm...

I hear someone talking. I open my eyes, and it's my sister. I open my eyes and ask, "Why are you here?" She responds, "To get you, of course!" So I start to stand up and walk out with her. I get into the car, and my mother and father say, "Hello!". I'm so happy I haven't seen them in years. I wonder why they did this now? Why haven't they done this when they threw me out of the house? Why now? They weren't worried about me, so why did they get me? When we get to the place, I walk to my room. It's unchanged. When I last was here, I asked, "Why is my room the same?" My mom said, "Well, we didn't need your stuff." I started to lay down and close my eyes. When I wake up, nothing has changed, so this isn't a dream? Wow.

I begin to get ready to try and get a job. I shower first so I can walk in there and look the best I can, as I haven't taken one in a long time. As I step into the shower, it feels incredible. I never want to leave this shower, but I have to. I started to walk to the nearby store as it said they were hiring. I asked to talk to the manager and take the job interview they accepted. I tried my best, and I got the job. I was so tired I fell asleep. The next day I went to work! I met this beautiful woman I'd never seen before when I got there. I was stunned by her beauty. I went to work stacking food, items, and clothes on the shelf and in the freezers. I started to walk "home" when I got there and knocked on the door; my sister answered, saying, "welcome back, bro!"

I stepped in, and it smelt incredible. I asked, "what is that smell?" she answered, "That's dinner." I said, "Okay." as I sat down, the smell was incredible. It smelt like smoked beef and pork with noodles. The drool from my mouth was nonstop. When I finished, I thanked her and went to my room. I'm so happy that I ate tonight, and I smell good. When I closed my eyes, I was expecting to wake up in my room. When I opened my eyes, there was a bright light. I sat up the walls were white with only one door... Was that all a dream?

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