Joey sat in the chair he called home watching the world go by at ten years old he could not walk no matter how hard he would try. His mom was a working lady she had to make ends meet a streetwalker making her wages making money on the street. Joey was left alone at night dreaming of what life could be all he saw was a window and outside an enourmous tree. He imagined climbing to the top and shouting with all of his might hey you down there, look at me I got here and I can fight. He dreamt of someday being a firefighter saving many lives children rescued from the heat husbands and their wives. Or maybe he could be a doctor to end all disability in life settle down with children be happy with a wife. But for now he was so lonely in a World that made no sense being poked at and humiliated at everyones expence. Despite this Joey was humble he cared for people like him thats why he would exercise and go out to the gymn. He was told he would never walk or enjoy a stroll in the park instead he sat there dreaming alone and in the dark. There are lots of Joeys in this world who simply want their health but sadly there are many more who only think of wealth.