Fred story

Once upon a time there was a boy named Fred and he lived in a trailer in the parking lot of the museum of natural history and he was hiding with his trailer in the middle of the parking lot where "nobody" could see him. He worked at a deli on 5th avenue but only got paid five dollars an hour. He only got food by sneaking a granola bar or candy in his pocket. I want you to think if this happened to you what would you feel (poor, sick, lonley, ashamed      Once upon a time there was a boy named Fred and he lived in a trailer in the parking lot of the museum of natural history and he was hiding with his trailer in the middle of the parking lot where "nobody" could see him. He worked at a deli on 5th avenue but only got paid five dollars an hour. He only got food by sneaking a granola bar or candy in his pocket. I want you to think if this happened to you what would you feel (poor, sick, lonely, ashamed. I know it sounds horrible but luckily you are in a nice house or office (etc.) with a nice computer reading this story. I will right more about Fred in other stories but not now.