An illustration of "The pathway to housing" which includes several support workers and the Church of the Epiphany

A month ago I moved to my new home. I had been living at CCNV. I used to sell Street Sense in the middle of the night. I was not afraid of being out at night because I had a lot of friends who also liked to be out at night.

Some kind of way, I was able to get to a new area and start a new life in my new home. Not everything is perfect. I swear, sometimes I think it must be my imagination but I see shadows and they scare me.

Say I am smoking in the back yard. People I don’t know come through the alleyway. Just out of nowhere. They look at me. It scares me. Now I have started to think they just want to see who I am.