Poor Man's Novels & Stories

Yes_you_suck NO, CAL, I HAVE HEARD THAT RICH PEOPLE FOOD CAUSES INDIGESTION. Noah's_wifey GUYS, SERIOUSLY?! "RICH PEOPLE FOOD?" Will_the_devil YEAH, I WAS ABOUT TO ASK. WHAT KIND OF VOCABULARY IS THAT? I_pooped PEASANT VOCABULARY. ALSO, PREPARE YOUR PALACE TO BE AMBUSHED BY PEASANTS. Will_the_devil HAHAHAHA. NEVER GOING TO HAPPEN.

Frowning, the man then asked, “Who is this, Yasmeen?” “Oh, him? He’s just a junior from university! I talked about him before, remember? The particularly poor student while I was studying there? That’s him! You know, he could barely afford to pay for his meals back then! I also remember his clothes being filled with patches, since most of what he earned—from doing part-time jobs daily and also from the many errands he ran for others—went into either his living expenses or his tuition fees! He didn’t have the money for anything else!” jabbered Yasmeen on and on without needing to even stop to take in a single breath.

Damn! I study the man that has found a way to make me feel lower than anything on the surface of the earth. He is wearing an old jacket on an already faded blue T-shirt his grey Jean is already fading and turning into white from excess use I guess. His hair messy brown hair mixed with gold and it looks like he doesn't have the time to take care of it. Maybe he doesn't have the money to. This man smells of poverty. For someone who comes from a class much lower than the low-class people, he does have a bad mouth, I use to think Jack had the worse mouth on earth, but I take it all back now because this man's mouth put Jack's mouth to shame.

he said as he slammed the door in front of me. And who is he to say those things to me?! He's just a poor man who can't even afford to buy Winter branded bags and shoes!

Jemima said again. "We're poor; we don't have anything, although actually... that's not a problem." She continued, sounding desperate. "What's with your attitude?" Julian asked out of curiosity. Jemima glanced at the man while shrugging her shoulders. "You said it's not a problem. Is poverty not a problem for you?" Julian asked again. Jemima nodded firmly, "of course." She replied. "Oh yeah, then... if you're poor, if you want medical treatment, if you want to eat well, if you want anything, isn't it difficult? Isn't it sad?" Julian asked.

‘Rich people do Emily', Kathleen sighed deeply, ‘Can't believe I have to be a personal maid to some bastard who doesn't even have the decency to treat me like a normal human being! She was bitter, she was bitter and she was angry, and most of all her chicken pot pie tasted rotten so she had to feed on some beef jerky sticks from Nana's fridge. She wanted to cry, she had a job with a good pay but she was wretched and she loathed being poor....if she wasn't poor then she wouldn't have to deal with evil men like Grayson Hunter—men who used women and treated them like a cheap commodity.

It wasn't branded in the least, but it had meant more to me than any luxury brand back then. I couldn't even bear to get it dirty and would always carefully wipe away the dirt on its surface every time after wearing it. Maybe Joe and Mandy were indeed referring to people like me when they said I was "lowly and filthy", only deserving to wear shoes not worth more than 20 bucks. The night breeze was picking up. Kevin saw that Irene seemed to be shivering a little from the cold, and he said softly, "It's always chillier at night. Next time, don't wear such revealing dresses anymore."

Marcus Eastwood is a known pauper of Kingston University, he feeds on money he earns from running other people's errand. In the top university of Kingston, a man who wears ragged clothes and overused bag pack is surely him, everyone made fun of him as he is considered inferior in terms of social class. However, in physicality, he's far better than those rich second generation who bullies him, a reason he's been envied of despite being poor, it is a quality that hooks girls attention that they cannot.

Adeline muttered in loud tone as Prey sat down. “Mike is really a good man. His house Manager gave a good comment about him. And, from my own observations and investigations, he is a good man. And, gaze what?” she looked at Prey and asked. “He is good as well on bed!” She whispered at Prey and laughed loudly. “No matter how good he could be, he is still poor FINANCIALLY” Adeline stopped laughing and looked at Prey as she said so.

My boyfriend's childhood friend had set her sights on the one keepsake my mother left me. She wheedled and needled at me for weeks, but I never gave in. A few months later, my boyfriend came to me again, saying his business had failed and left him buried in loan-shark debt. He said that if he couldn't pay it back, the collectors would cut off his limbs. To help him settle it, I handed over every cent I'd saved, even my mother's bracelet. That same night, while I was working at the club, I overheard a conversation in one of the private booths. "Eric, if it weren't for Donna's idea to have the rest of us play loan sharks and put on this whole act with you, there's no way your girlfriend