• The best time in my life was when I was homless, wierd i know but it is the truth.

    I lived in the downtown Houston Star of Hope (S.o.H. for short) homeless shelter and the place it's self was like an overly clean prison, but the shelter was not where most of my fun came from.

    My family moved there not because of anything bad, we were just trying to escape from bad relatives at the time. So we got what we truly thought was important and we moved in over night to an upstairs cell block.
    The room was small, about the size of an elementary class room if the room was from a very very very small town.

    It had four cement slabs hung to a wall by iron bars, topped with what looked like giant pieces of dubblemint gum looking mattresses. we had a place for our stuff, eight lockers the size of school lockers, four on the right of the room four on the left. The little cell also had two sinks at the front of the room next to the single commode room. and the shower was like a prison shower that could hold three grown people comfortably.
    The basic design was this:
    _____________________
    |T Si Si Co BBB LLLL BBB
    |
    |SH Co BBB LLLL BBB
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    T = Toilet
    Si = Sink
    Co = Counter
    BBB = Bed
    LLL = Locker
    SH = Shower

    Truly that was the basic design and the people that accommodated us expected a five member family to live there.

    Ok but the fun stuff started at like five pm every night, needless to say the food was sub par, so we went out every night.
    No we were NOT beggars or anything like that, we were just staying int the S.o.H until we could move to an apartment or house.

    But I can remember those nights walking with my parents, and siblings downtown. Oh the lights, the sounds, the sight, the smells.
    (It is what i hope prom is like for me)
    That was just the beginning of my adventure, by the third week living there I knew where everything was who every one was and so on.

    My fave place to go though was always the downtown library, it was a home away from home away from home. I would go straight to the bottom floor "kid" section and settled down with Garfield, Archie, Peanuts, etc.

    Although reading was not my only pastime i enjoyed Neopets and Newgrounds a lot to.

    After we leave the library, we went for walks in the heart of the city, Underground.

    Ah yes the best doughnut shop in the world Krispe Kreme held the entrance to the underground mall, (you had to cross the "river of styx" to get there lol) and the underground mall was perfection on it's own.

    There was a shop for literally everything, clothes/food/kids/electronics/erotics you name it it was there, and if that wasn't enough it was always a nice cool breeze down there.

    One of the mall's exits led to the Enron building, yes the Enron building (if you remember it), which led out side to the prettiest view ever, the incoming false cows for the rodeo.

    The rodeo is a big thing in Houston and cows are everywhere in every fashion, and when you are 3ft 4in you enjoy the big painted bessies.

    Just when I thought could not get better the shelter we were in sent ALL the kids to camp for a week, and it was sleep-away camp too.

    Best week of my life spent exercising and socializing, the food was superb and the people were the bomb, I almost didn't wanna go back, but I to.

    Well this is where the fun stops, because we got an apartment we settled down and are living as a semi-normal family unit.

    I love my life as it is, and I don't intend on changing anything, it's just for one day i wanna go back and enjoy that again.