Tell me what is the first thing in your mind. I remembered when I was younger I was bullied by the rich kids who caused me scars and wounds I never forget it and till today I still despise those rich kids and their gadgets.Everything is at their finger tips while they sleep at home while I'm in the streets selling postcards.
I never forgot the time when a girl demanded a card for free which I couldn't afford to do. She got her friends to knock me down and took whatever I had. It was a crime and I could not do anything.
Today 5 yrs later I heard her family when bankrupt during the recession and she lives nearby. She looks so called pitiful now but I don't want to be taken in by it. I redid the postcard I made in the past which she took along with my things and gave it to her.Perhaps she will now feel the pain of this world.
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