Childhood

Walking through an unfamiliar neighborhood I couldn’t help but notice a little girl surrounded by a
Group of boys calling her names and pulling her hair ran to her to help her escape I told the boys to
Leave then I sat down next to her and asked "hey are you ok?" she didn’t reply I got one good look at her
Before my eyes swelled up with tears "Why am I crying" I asked myself? Then I came to realization that,
That little girl was me the loneliness, hopelessness, and rejection had met up with me once again.