I am not afraid to walk this world alone.

The lights were everywhere. Bright, dim, big, and small and I matter what I did I couldn't escape them. "It's not real Avery ignore it." I plug my music in and listen to any music that plays trying to block out a world that May or may not even exist. My medication had run out and I was homeless to say the least. I took my back pack off and put my can in front of me. I sat down on my skate board and put my dying phone with my salvaged phone charger. I started to sing random songs I had made up and earned a few dollars, many coins, a few odd states, and a cold full water bottle. I took my goods and headed back to the alley I slept in. Discarded gates and cement blocks. And old box spring mattress and shaggy quilt. The gates were the walls nailed together, tin sheets as the roof, a torn up pillow pet, and my newest edition a purple beanie. I hung the shirt I found on an old wire hanger that hub gonna metal bar beside the mattress. I put my money in the locked box I kept and set my bag down on top of it. I set up my "alarm system" of tin cans and string and covered the entrance to my little home with the thick metal and wooden sheet. I curled up in a ball and fell asleep easier that night glad no rain had come and I had earned money.

Notes

So first point if view with my character Avery, hope you don't mind that :)