Today I'm going to share with you a place where has been forgotten by the world. I used to share a place called the Military Community which luckily survived by the drawing-hands of "Rainbow Grandpa". However, the place I'm showing today is not that lucky as the Rainbow place. People living here are all so old and alone, and the government has levied on their houses for city-development. Of course they've fought back for their houses which are the only property they've got. Some of them successfully keep the house, but some of them aren't that lucky. As you could see in the pictures, the door behind me lives an old man, the place I stand on was a part of his house, but it was forced to dismantle. The rest part he has kept is a corridor between walls, all his life is in here, but no one never care or notice. You could also see the lucky one (the houses been safely kept) in the pictures I took, and the new building behind them. How ironic, right?
We have always complained for everything that we've already got or something not enough to us. But there still are some people living so hard that we cannot even imagine. As the tragedy like, when people seeing sufferings someone being through, there would be pity, sorry, and "satisfied" through their feelings. And it's hard to find an exception due to the humanity.
However, my grandparents used to live in a Military Community as well, because of the personal experience, I always feel upset when seeing those people living that hard, and makes me think about what am I able to do to change this or avoid such things happening again. Sadly, I cannot do anything right now because I'm not the person who has power to be so influential. But I do believe that as long as I could stand on like the flowers which survive beside the broken-walls and all these would change one day in the future.
Hope you'll like my sharing, wish you a lovely day. ☺☺☺