I used to think hunger was that ache you got when you missed breakfast because you were running late to work. A stress relief one succumbed to when having a bad day. Or maybe that sudden craving for mac and cheese after waking up at ungodly hours of the night.
But I was wrong.
Hunger is stealing bits of food from your co-worker’s lunches in the break room while you hope no one notices. Hunger is skulking inside big ass churches because you know they will offer coffee and donuts as refreshments after Sunday school. Hunger is gorging yourself at a friend’s house because you know you don’t have grocery money for the next three days. Hunger is spending what should be your rent money on food, while you hope your landlady delays another week in cashing your rent check.
In retrospect, I suspect few people know what actual hunger is…”
Welcome to a new section of the blog: Alejandra’s Scribbles! 😉 I will be showcasing bits of my writing.
This is the first chapter of a novel I’m working on. I will be discussing the topics of child abuse and teenagers running away from home . I have chosen to write the female protagonist in her late teenage years because abused children do not often realize that what they lived was abuse until much later.
To give you some background, the teenage protagonist ran away from home and has been trying to make her way in the world. Her story is crazy, yet based on bits of real life. Some of those bits are inspired from amazing individuals I have had the honor to meet across the years.
I cannot and will not mention any names, but believe me when I tell you that I am telling the story for those who cannot speak for themselves. Perhaps because they are afraid no one would believe them. Or perhaps because it is not yet their time.