I run as they ask for money on the streets, i try not to smell well i walk past,i try not to look in their eyes as i past with fear as if they will ask... as i go home i ask wat if i couldnt made that person day as i go back to whee they live i give them left over from dinner and on the little kids face a smile lights up and i kno i did the right thing.. as the little kid eats all on his plate he say thank you and then i knew i made his day
