Filthy Rich

If you saw me,you would never guess I was a multi-billionaire under the tattered clothes  and the shaggy beard. I'm participating in one of those undercover millionaire projects to see how life is without the luxuries of life for a week. So far I'm on day three of the project and I haven't been so hungry in my life. I also desperately wanted to take a shower to get rid of the dirt and grime that has been accumulating on my body. I became so bad I took a bath in the city park. I went during the middle of the night to avoid the police because another group of hobos tried doing that in the daytime and were hauled away. I couldn't afford to get into any trouble while I still have nothing. However I never thought it would be so risky to have good personal hygiene as a hobo.

Five days since I left my beloved home in Bel-Air. I am almost done but I can't stand the constant hunger pains that bellow from my stomach. During the lunch rush at the diner, I saw a waitress drop a large amount of food and I almost instinctively grabbed for it but I resisted. This desperation for food became really out of hand when I had gotten into a fist fight with another hobo over a piece of meat that would be enough for a snack. Afterwards I felt ashamed for what I had done and gave the meat to the other hobo I am really afraid  that these will carry on with me when I leave the streets of L.A. and return to my home.

At last my week is over I can go back to my life of stability and abandon the life of being homeless. My time as a homeless human being gave a new perspective on life that changed me forever never again. I now own about 100 different homeless centers and soup kitchens in the nation. After seeing their lives with my own eyes I don't want to see that life for anyone so I'm prepared to use anything in my power to improve their lives as possible. I am also not going to take life for granted again like I was before my trip to reality.

Balloons

A novice daredevil trying to draw a crowd with his spectacular stunt. People begin to flock around him. The people are impressed at the spectacle. There's a problem he can't get down. The people below don't realize that he is in trouble. He screams and yells for help with all his might but he is too high for anyone to hear him. One by one the crowd began to disperse. The more time passes on, the more a terrible realization came to his head.

  No one is coming to help me. I'm really going to die up here . Then he realizes that he won't be able to see his girlfriend again. He would never be able  tell her how he really felt about her. He would never be able to ask for her marry him.

He thought the inevitable was to come. So, he prepared for his descent away from his perch. Then the next thing he feels wind rush through his hair and then he falls asleep. When he wakes up he doesn't feel anything. He looks and a black figure is in front of him with a reached out hand.