the man with no name

Imagine a man. A man with no name, no person knows him in this world, he is completly alone with no one to talk to.

He is wearing old tattered worn out clothing, that smells off rotting flowers. His hair is scraggy and mattered. This boy  tries to hide from civilasation as they mock his way of living. Even though he has no choice.



Know body realy knows how young he realy is, nobody cares. His hair had never been cut meaning it looked long and tattered this aged his face dramatically. When people see him, some gasp some mutter horrific words under their breath and some chuck their spare change at him. Nobody stops, nobody talks, and most of all nobody every cares.



He can not afford any thing new ever and he sleeps on the floor, infront of shops and neer lakes. His life even though it had not been going on to long, had so much pain in it that it could last some one a life times amount of pain. This poor, poor boy stands still and alone. He has no friends no family and no one to talk to or turn to for help.

He is a homeless man, he has no house, no money, no family and no friends. He is the man everyone disrigards when they see him, hes the man with no name.