Journal #1

The Roaring Bear Waits

I lived in a the hot and humid trailer in Ohio. It always reeked of cigarettes and dog shit. This was alarming to be because we did not have a dog. My Ma and Pa said they will are off to get some grub for supper. Three days have passed until I last heard of…

Journal #2

I remember one night my sister and I were talking about school one night and she became upset because she had graduated 5 years ago at the time and still hasn’t started school, I remember the tone in her voice, kind of shaky and slow. Telling me to not go down the same road as her and to start college as…

Journal #1

A Kid With Curiosity

I grew up in Columbus, Ohio in a trailer parked on an un owned land with 4 of my socially awkward siblings and my parents, who never seemed to acknowledge us. When this photo was taken it was the first day of our Summer vacation and all of my friends were out of…

Journal Entry #1

Gold Desert Eagle

I never thought that this day would come. Last night, Liss and I were gunned down in our safe house by the construction site. We had been robbed of all our money and all the drugs we smuggled. The feds chased us from New York to Detroit. Liss found a…

Journal #1

It’s been hard ever since John died, we haven’t been the same after hearing how he was killed.He was our main source of money, we needed it to care of our kids and ourselves. I wasn’t able to find a job, which resulted in the fact that I was unable to pay for rent. The landlord was a nice lady, and…

Journal #1

My Homeless Capital

I grew up in Detroit, Michigan where I had lived with my five older brothers and my mother. When I had turned seventeen, my brother Tommy and I decided to move from to Washington D.C. because I had wanted to study politics. Forty-five years later, here I was. I…

Journal #1

A day like many days, gloomy cold and lonely, same old same old. I had been 6 months pregnant at the time life had felt never ending. Although at the time I was homeless, broke, just in all unable to provide for myself nothing else in the world had mattered. The soft yet hard kicks of my gorgeous daughter…

Journal #1

I will never forget this warm summer day. This day will always be the most despairing day of my life. I remember feeling miserable throughout the day, but little did I know how much unhappiness and sorrow I would feel. I can now look back and say there’s no other day that compares to the misery I felt in…