Once upon a time I was a girl with great forecast with my head on my pillow I carefully crafted out my life, will be 16 by next year and will be in the university in two years,I will read and pray my way through and I will be happy...
But as i was making my plans my lord was making his too.
Now I find myself without any hopes of ever being taught in the four wall of the university, I have lost the parents who will sponsor me and without any kind relative to look my way as they showed their true colors and even took all I had along with my pillow on which i carefully crafted my perfect life. I couldn't have imagined that I will hawk a day before getting food to eat and little money to buy cheap clothes for i was once a princess in my father's house.. But here i am spending all my days on the street filled with thugs and cars driving in full speed and once in a while they look at me with contempt and behave indifferently towards me,if only they knew that few years back i was above all of that and I had dreams just like them they will treat me a little different
So here is to all the passerby's please don't treat people u see on the street hawking like they are not humans try as much as possible to be as kind because YOU DON'T KNOW OUR STORY.....
