About

On a night when the rain was pouring down, I stood in an unfamiliar alleyway carrying only a small bag. Just a few hours ago, I was inside a warm house. “So you were just like the rest of them.” The person who took me in, the person who accepted me like family when I had nowhere to go. But he thought I was just using him. “Weren't you just sticking by my side for the money?” My heart shattered at those words. I never once craved his money. Rather, I stayed by his side quietly whenever he looked like he was struggling, and I stayed up late waiting for him so he wouldn't have to eat alone. And now, that precious man is kicking me out.