A Story A Day. Story 179 of 365: Poor.

No one knew Dan was poor at his new school. He didn't walk around pretending to be rich, but he simply tried not to attract attention, he would dress plainly in clean clothes, and only an expert eye would be able to detect that those clothes were hand-me-downs. He was an active member of the school, but he only took part in the free events. A sports scholarship had given him the opportunity to attend that school, so as a promising athlete most students were keen to overlook some of the signs of his poverty. Yet, it also meant he would get invited to many things he couldn't afford. He had learnt long ago that going out for dinner one night, meant his family would have trouble making ends meet. Every time he had to decline an invite, it made him hate more being poor. It was a stab in his heart. Lots of days he would walk back home, alone, his head down, crying, determined to get out of the pit poverty was.