It ain't easy. You've got to be at certain places at certain times for certain things. Meals here, floor space there, and any and all places in between from sunup to sundown. Scheduling regular personal hygiene is a major pain when your on the streets.
Imagine if you were a kid on your own.
Pervs wanting to use you. Gangs wanting to beat you. You're looked on as one of 'them', even though you haven't been on your own long enough to turn ferral. You get your things stolen when you fall asleep on the floor in shelters.
And then there's the 'teen' things, like acne, hormones, and the rest of the things all kids go through...all being experienced with no place to readily wash your hands, your face, your armpits, or your groin.
You don't have a way to wash your clothes, so you start getting pussy pimples under your arms. Your groin starts getting a rash, turning raw and the smell being unbearable. It makes you think you've got an STD, even though you're still a virgin.
That's what being on the streets is for a kid alone. It's not what anyone wants to admit though. Why not?
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