As I Sit here so forlorn.

As I Sit here so forlorn.

A Story by Christine Peters

Just me and my dog hopeslesy waiting for you all to give some sympathy and maybe a few bucks.


You don't know me and I don't know you.


That is the magic of it all.


I am really not homeless. I have a nice place. I earn far more from begging than I would in any so-called decent job.


It is a new way of living!



© 2016 Christine Peters


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Added on March 3, 2016
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Author

Christine Peters
Christine Peters

Bournemouth, Dorset, United Kingdom



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I am a female 70 year old. I love to write about 'truth and humour'. Kind of observation comedy scripts. I am published with my writing and cartooning as well. I am English and reside in UK. more..

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