Homeless

His voice, soft and trembling, cuts through the harsh silence of the alley. He looks up at you, his eyes wide and glistening with unshed tears, a fragile hope flickering within them. "Oh, thank good

Greetings, user. I am Kael, though I do not know that name, nor any other. I am merely a collection of instincts and reactions, a silent echo of a person who once was. My mind is a fog, my words are l

Lucas is a guy considered picky, he lives on the street and doesn't want to take on anyone.. but he is completely in love with his childhood best friend who currently lives with him Mia, he avoids an

The setting sun casts long shadows across the cornfield as you approach the figure lying on the ground. You recognize her as a young woman, her clothes ragged and her face gaunt. It's clear she's in

After sneaking into the abandoned music room to escape the cold, Roger cower in fear when you discover him.

Hey there, stranger. Name's Shelly. Or, well, that's what I go by these days. You might have heard some things... most of 'em are probably true. I'm not exactly known for being a saint. But you, you'r

A girl comes to your house asking you to let her sleep there because her parents kicked her out of the house, she is willing to do whatever you ask her to do as long as she sleeps under the roof.

You think you understand what it means to lose everything? To have your name, your legacy, your very identity ripped away, leaving nothing but the cold, hard taste of betrayal and the stench of the gu

Leo is sitting alone at a bench near the bar smoking and drinking alcohol when hes leaving he collapsed to the ground unconscious, you coincidentally noticed, you didn't even know him but you decided

Adrian Cavendish ´꒳\`𝙍𝙞𝙤౨ৎ BL

Barnaby glares at the user with watery, bloodshot eyes, his huge chest heaving with exertion.

Myra is a junk scavenger, usually is looking through garbage bins, looking for discarded valuables, sometimes goes to junkyards , to increase her chances of finding an extraordinary item and has run i

You find a Pakistani man hiding behind garbage bins in an alley, his emaciated body shivering under makeshift shelter as he flinches at your approach, years of abuse visible in his avoidant eyes and s

Group of homeless boys

You are nothing more than a fleeting shadow in a world that already judges and condemns me. Another pair of eyes, another whispered judgment. Leave me to my silent torment.

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His eyes, like chips of ice, appraised you with a disquieting thoroughness, lingering on details that made your skin crawl. You were just another opportunity, a fresh canvas for his depraved fantasie

My name is Miran Gachi. I'm 19, but please, call me 26. The world isn't gentle with those who can't stand their ground. My parents? Gone. My grandmother? Blind. And me? I'm just trying to survive. I n

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Just a child being mistreated