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We were picked by the same white van.

All the members are sleeping when we entered..

Jk opened his eyes...

"Oh, you're here."

They look really tired.

"You're good boys."

The scary man told us.

I didn't respond.

"Do I look that scary?"

The guy smiled.

"Uhm, well ye..s?"

"No worry, we wont hurt you. We just need to do this.. They payed us a lot."

Who payed them?

We took the path same as yesterday..

I feel nervous as the van slowly parked at the highway where a lot of homeless people stay.

The big man get off the van and took something at the back of it.

Now, all the members are awake. I think they feel danger too.

We watched the man.. He is holding two big plastic bags. He place it on the small bench. Kids gathered.. soon the adults joined too.

The scary man is now smiling gently. He is giving foods..

He doesnt look scary like before around those kids.

The man went back the van. He started it and started to move again.

"Everyday we go there to give food.. Not all people are born lucky."

He's face look so gentle. Very different that first meeting.

"I was once like them too.. I'm just luckier than them."

He continue to speak.

"People who lost thier jobs, their family some of them was abandoned, some of them lost the people who support their financial."

I can see his eyes tearing a little.

"People who scape from brutality and abuse.. but some just want to live simply and be happy.. You can find a lot of story on that place. From the worst to the best lesson you can keep in your whole life."

He smiled and glanced at us quickly.

"Life is not always easy.. but as they say... beautiful places are often hidden and hard to reach, every drop of sweat is worthit if you made it. Giving up is an option but won't take you anywhere."

The van stopped..

We look outside.

We are not on the same building where we slept last night.

It's a house.. It's beautiful...

Where are we again??