Poor Quotes


The Story of My

Life


Chapter One




There was no space for me. My brat of a younger sister went and got herself knocked up, so I got kicked out. The kid’s probably a good ten months old now, but I’m still out here. They all ignored me anyway. They probably forgot all about me weeks after I left.
I’m Hunter Jay. That’s it. I haven’t got a last name, or, I don’t use it anyway. Why would I use the name of a bunch of people who didn’t want me? I tried my hardest to rid myself of everything of theirs I had when my mom made me leave. I refuse to believe I got kicked out because my sister got pregnant, though. There were so many other options we had. Both my parents had been looking for a way to get rid of me for a while, I swear. My sister not knowing how to properly use protection was my mom’s excuse. She needed my room for my sister’s kid, apparently. That kid. It’s a boy, my sister’s son, the one who took my place. I think they named him James, Jacob, maybe Jayden. Something with a J. Not that I care. I feel a bit bad about it sometimes, to be honest. I don’t hate the poor kid. He didn’t do anything wrong. It’s his existence. If the stinking kid had never been born, I wouldn’t be out here. I wouldn’t have this problem.
Enough of that, though. Like I said earlier, I’m Hunter. For the past year or so I’ve lived in Boston, Massachusetts against an apartment building. No one really notices me, or, to be more accurate, no one cares enough to. I don’t mind, though. People frighten me. It sounds weird, I know, but you’d think the same thing if people were constantly hurting you. I get kicked and walked on. I get things thrown at me. Things like trash. It’s like I’m part of the sidewalk. No one even considers me or thinks that I may have feelings. Just like no one considers the sidewalk. It’s okay.
 

But why do famous people 
get things for free if they're
the ones that can afford it
.

 




 
   
  some people are so poor, all they
                HAVE IS       MONEY.



 

When the rich rob the poor it's called business.
When the poor fight back, it's called violence




Where does the poor meatball live?
In the spaghetto.






 



cashier: that'll be $237.34
me: do you accept tears?

Witty has changed 
since I joined.
Quotes
get less and less faves.
In fact, 
there's not even many
QUOTES
anymore.
It makes me sad
to see one of my favorite
secret sites,
turn into a profile perfection,
known about,
fame-wanting user's
website.
I don't even want to be on half the time
anymore.
 

You know you're poor when the only thing you have is money.
Heart touching story



One day, a poor boy who was selling goods from door to door to pay his way through school, found he had only one thin dime left, and he was hungry. He decided he would ask for a meal at the next house. However, he lost his nerve when a lovely young woman opened the door. Instead of a meal he asked for a drink of water. She thought he looked hungry so brought him a large glass of milk He drank it slowly, and then asked, "How much do I owe you?" "You don't owe me anything," she replied "Mother has taught us never to accept payment for a kindness." He said... "Then I thank you from my heart."
As Howard Kelly left that house, he not only felt; stronger physically, but his faith in God and man was strong also. He had been ready to give up and quit.
Years later that young woman became critically ill. The local doctors were baffled. They finally sent her to the big city, where they called in specialists to study her rare disease. Dr. Howard Kelly was called in for the consultation. When he heard the name of the town she came from, a strange light filled his eyes. Immediately he rose and went down the hall of the hospital to her room. Dressed in his doctor's gown he went in to see her. He recognized her at once. He went back to the consultation room determined to do his best to save her life. From that day he gave special attention to the case. After a long struggle, the battle was won. Dr. Kelly requested the business office to pass the final bill to him for approval. He looked at it, then wrote something on the edge and the bill was sent to her room. She feared to open it, for she was sure it would take the rest of her life to pay for it all. Finally, she looked, and something caught her attention on the side as she read these words...... " Paid in full with one glass of milk." (Signed) Dr. Howard Kelly. Tears of joy flooded her eyes as her happy heart prayed: "Thank You, GOD, that Your love has spread abroad through human hearts and hands."
So all of my friends and classmates are going on this trip to Disney World for a almost a week and I couldn't go because my family couldn't afford a $1,000+ trip. So while everybody else is riding rollercoasters, I'm packing up my stuff to move and babysitting my five siblings. To people who say money doesn't buy happiness, how would you feel in this sitution?

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