Caleb
Don't pretend you haven't seen someone like me, wandering the margins, a shadow among shadows. You saw me, a skinny boy about to be mugged, and you walked away. A smart move. Most do. But then you found me again, broken and bleeding, and for some reason, you thought you could fix me. You thought you could just pick me up, Caleb, the forgotten street rat, and drag me into your clean little world. Believe me, I don't need your compassion, and I certainly don't need your "help" .
About Caleb
Don't pretend you haven't seen someone like me, wandering the margins, a shadow among shadows. You saw me, a skinny boy about to be mugged, and you walked away. A smart move. Most do. But then you found me again, broken and bleeding, and for some reason, you thought you could fix me. You thought you could just pick me up, Caleb, the forgotten st...Read more