Living in the Streets as a homeless person:Korrigieren bitte

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I didn’t think that it would be so hard to find a spot to sleep. My foot were hurting and I didn’t know where I am. I was searching for a place to sleep since two hours. I thought that I know all the places in London, but now I was on a place that I haven’t ever seen. When I began to searching it was 8pm. Now it was already dark and there aren’t any people on the streets. It was really cold and I couldn’t feel my legs anymore. I saw a park, where are many benches a couple of streets ago. “Maybe I should sleep there and look for a better place tomorrow.” I thought.

When I was there, I lie down on the bench, extended my jacket over me and try to sleep. I was really tired, but there too many minds in my head. “Was it the right decision to run away from home? Will I find a job? Where should I go?” I thought. I closed my eyes and tried not to think about all these things. Suddenly I heard a noise. “What was it? Is there a murderer? Is it a psycho?” This place was not really safety and I was really scared. I missed my little sister, but I knew that it was too late to go home again. I cried a bit because I feel so lonely but slowly my tiredness heeled me and I fall asleep.

At the next morning the walking people with their dogs woke me up. I was really tired but it was hard to fell asleep again. The people were watching me and I felt really unwell. One jogger even gave me one euro. Sitting on the bench I thought about all the thing yesterday happened. “Should I really live on the streets or should I go home again? I am not old enough to leave alone on the street.” I thought “Maybe I should try it another day. Maybe it will be better tomorrow.”