A Lost Kid Read Count : 18

Category : Stories

Sub Category : Historical Fiction

I am just a lost boy. Looking for humanity. Only young and still small. I watch the sun go down. I watch the sun go up. I am just a lost boy. Looking for hope and humanity. On the side of a bus station. Wear ing a few ragged rags. My name is dexter I am a lost boy life is unfair I just guess that is the way the world works now. Dear public life is a roller coaster ride it for up and down but if it breaks you are stuck at one side of another. Hi it's me dexter a lost boy but no one will care. Or listens s I call for hope

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