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I start to open my eyes with disbelief. I sit up, and this lady walks into the room. She looks like she's worried. I ask her, "What's wrong?" She said, "You were asleep for three weeks!" I was what? Oh my… I don't understand why does this happen to me? I ask her, "Can I leave now?"

She responds, "Yes, you can." I start to get up a bunch of wires begin to pop off me. I can stand without any pain! That's a first in many years. I start to walk out of this place. I looked at what it was. It was a hospital for the mentally impaired or poor. I was shocked, but they weren't wrong. I needed some help. I started to walk on the cold sidewalk. The weather today isn't good. It might start raining or snowing. If that happens again, I have nowhere to sleep and may die again. So I began to find an area that could work if that does happen. I see a tiny space with a roof or something that would work. I set up a little place where I could survive, but ill never know until tomorrow.

The cold night is approaching; the breeze is horrid the floor isn't any better, but I think I could stay this night. When I close my eyes, I wake up in a bed my bed? The room looks like my room. I stood up and looked around; it was my parent's house. I put some clothes on, and I look around. "This is too real to be a dream. What is happening?" I think to myself, my mother calls me for breakfast, so I go downstairs to eat. The smell of cooked eggs and bacon filled the house as she prepared the food. I sit down at the table with my intense hunger. I am barely able to contain myself. As soon as she puts my plate down, I start to dig in the food.

"This tastes real too. What is happening?" I think. How is this a dream? I begin to go to work, which I think I should do. There is always this young lady that always asks for me when she needs help. There's something I can look forward to every day. I worked my most challenging, and I got a raise! After a long day, I lay down and closed my eyes. I wake up back on the street. What is happening? I feel an intense feeling of hunger. I feel like I could just fall and die right there. As I think about the dreams, I wonder, is it a dream or a different world? I walk to a nearby store, sit outside, and ask for money as I have nothing to eat. Many people just walk past me without batting an eye. The breeze of the night is as cold as ice. My feet are numb; I can no longer feel my face. One person stopped and looked at me with a disgusted face and said, "Go get a job, bum." I can only look and frown as I have nothing to say.

I wish I could get a job. Unfortunately, I can't. I'm too uncanny looking to actually get a job. My teeth are yellow, my hair is messed up, and they'll never accept me as a worker for a job. I hope that one day I can get lucky. I hope one day I can find a check with $20,000 on it just so I can get cleaned up and get a job. Oh well. Maybe it'll happen sometime. Plus, I hope I get to stop being insulted. Instead of being called a bum, perhaps someone will help me one day. I decided to walk in the streets to see If I could find any money. I walked around for about an hour and found about $5. This should be enough to buy me a small meal. Or, I can save it. I don't know. I think I would instead just go buy the food. I'm starving, and I haven't had a meal in days. So I start walking back to the store and hoping for the best. I walk into the store "it's warm in here," I say. I look for a sandwich and maybe a drink. I grab the cheapest stuff I can find. I pay for my food, but the cashier looks at me with a horrid face. And I walk out with my food to not cause any trouble. I walk back to the little area I could rest in and start eating. The taste of this food is fantastic! I am pretty happy that I found that money. I could sleep easy tonight with a fullish stomach. I start to close my eyes. I hear a familiar voice. I open my eyes. It's my sister. What's happening?

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