beginning of a new life

"Life became unbearable and we hard to face so many hardships" mom longer had the money to take care of my sis and I, and we had no support from anyone.

she got a job as a cleaner In a small restaurant In our neighbour and her salary wasnt even able to pay bills and take care of us for even two weeks.my younger sis karen and I was made to drop out from school and I knew my dreams of becoming a football player was shattered because we barely hard food on our table to talk less paying fees.

the extravagant life we were living when dad was alive when we lacked nothing!!!I understood life they said is truly unfair,our happiness was lost In a second and all the people my dad the late Mr.Kingston helped couldn't come to our aid In our difficult times and even robbed us of what we had.

Fred!Fred!!Fred!!!I heard my mom yelling my name from downstairs, i hurried downstairs only to find my mom so angry and frustrated shouting at my sis karen.for a second I thought my sis did something offended my mom because for 17years till I havent seen my mom filled with so much anger before so i decided to aplogize for her behalf, as soon as Mrs.kingston caught a glance at me she held me by my ear and started scolding and beating me for a reason i knew less off. my sis and i had to run off to my bedroom and lock ourselves, in a way I understood what she was going through because she was filled up with pain, anger and was depressed.my mom became a drunkard, a woman I havent seen taking alcohol before was now an alcoholic and always depressed, she cared less about us, my sis and i had to beg before we ate, life became really unbearable all because of Mr.Gerad and everyone rejected us even my mom and dad closet friends.

i decided to stepup as the man of the house and take care of my sis and my depressed mom and avenge the death my dad.I wondered who was going to employ a 17year old boy who didnt complete high school.looking for a job as a houseboy wasnt easy but I managed to get one and initially was good until the man moved out of dallas and I was back to the streets again with my ultimate aim.by that time mom and karen had gone to spend sometime with my grandparents and I was the one hustling, never knew the struggles of life were real until my dad passed away.

I barely went home to sleep and spent nights on the streets of dallas, I struggled to make ends meet.until oneday, as I was on my usual habits of sleeping outside I heard someone tapping on my shoulder and saying" hey champ"fear gripped my body as I thought it was the ghost of my dad or it might be I was dreaming.the voice still continued talking till I opened my eyes only to find a young man indecently dressed and smoking at that hour.the first thought that came in mind was "this guy was a criminal".i wanted to shout for help but he immediately offered me something to eat and started off by saying he always see me having my supper here and also sleeping here but that night he didn't see me eating and slept off that's why he offered me that food.infact if he could read through my mind he would have seen how happy and grateful I am to him because I was going to sleep on an empty stomach.

he offered me food, water and banket to sleep when I am done and told me he will have a word with me the next morning.even though he looked like those ghetto boys but he didnt seem like a bad person, I showed appreciation for his nice gesture for me and we bid goodnight to each other and look forward to meet each other the following morning.