He grew up quickly.
Having learned the tricks of the trade, street smart and savvy, he got absorbed into the underworld like fish to water.
He soon got into trouble with the law, was dragged numerous times into the police station, his buddies bailed him out, but he remained unfazed.
Soon his drinking got worse and he became a chronic alcoholic;thrown out of the accommodation he shared with his live-in partner, disheveled and unshaven, he began living off the streets.
All because his Mom had abandoned him as an infant, she was a teen then;he had no anchor, no mooring, he turned out to be a vagabond.
Without an anchor, he had no chance. What a sad tale. x
ReplyDeleteHow life turns out for some people living on the streets...very different and good one :)
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Indeed, if we have no roots, we sometimes float through life with no direction. Well done.
ReplyDeleteHere is my story: http://mcguffysreader.blogspot.com/2014/05/brother.html
sad when that happens ... we all need a guardian angel for sure .. pity his left him when he most needed
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