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Creative Writing: The Homeless Man

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An unsettling evening wind started to blow its way through the Central Park. The sun began to set, sending a cascade of colors streaming through the evening sky. The day had started with the normal chaos that a normal Friday had encompassed. John was having difficulty finishing the last piece of business for that day, his mind kept day dreaming towards his lovely wife and wonderful children. As he set in his chair completely exhausted in his tattered office listening to the clock that was ticking in the background, and it approached the wishful hour of five o’clock. As he signed the last document he wondered if everyone else was a tired as he was, or if he was just imaging how tired he truly was. Finally, he laid down his favorite pen, as …show more content…

All of a sudden his eyes grew as large as half dollars; there on his well-used jacket was the emblem that he had seen before. John mumbled and said, “Devil Dogs I will be damned.” James looked at him as if he was facing one of his demons, and said,” What is your point?” John stood there for a minute once more gazing over James one more time, as his eyes gazed down he got a better look at the patch that he was unable to make out earlier. When it caught his eye, he seemed to lose all track of time, staring at it. Finally James yelled at him, “What are you staring at? What the hell is your problem? “John looked at him deeply in his eyes and said, “That… that patch where you got that patch?” James looked at him and said,” what difference is it of yours?” John mumbled to himself, “Devil Dogs, the freaking Devil Dogs… I don’t believe it!!!” The homeless man looked at him, and yelled, “What do you know of the Devil Dogs?” The homeless man began to pace back and forth, as if something was bothering him badly. John turned around fighting back tears that was beginning to welt up in his eyes, his personality had been drained from him; and said,” The Devil Dogs were the same division of Marines that my son had served in, before he was killed by a suicide bomber in the first Iraq war. He served a pair of tours with them, and didn’t make it through the

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