At Sixteen and Homeless…. – News

By then, I had already learned the three rules that keep a kid alive when nobody’s coming to help him.

Rule one: never look scared, even when you are.

Rule two: never tell anybody how alone you really are.

Rule three: if you find something that can still stand in the rain, claim it before the world does.

The shack cost me fifteen dollars.

At the time, it felt like the biggest gamble of my life.

Looking back, it was the first decision I ever made that was truly mine.