Homelessness: A Short Story

From the time I was a young kid, I knew my family was never the wealthiest. For a long time I thought it was the norm to move from home to home, never staying at one location for more than a year at a time. Since I was so young during that time period, I had absolutely no idea that my family was homeless. The word homeless comes with such a bad attachment, so for a long time I never spoke about it to anyone. But, I think it’s important to share your personal story, in hopes that another can relate. About three years of my life were spent either in a car or a shelter or once in a while at a family/friends home. Given that, I think it would be best to speak only about the first year. Granted that it was the most challenging of the whole.