Day 34 Of Writing And Mulling Over About Life

Day 34 of the daily prompts:

Beast

He pushed his head down and disappeared into the shadows as the car’s headlights rolled over the street. He stood there shivering in the cold, wet night air. The car went past him, and no one was any wiser of his existence.

He jogged down the street towards the forest at the edge of the quiet neighborhood. He had the food stolen from the trash bins on his back. There was a place for men like him, and it wasn’t a society. He should never be seen, never ...