Tales: Children selling matches
exceedingly cold and snowing night, creeping to this day is the last day of the year. New Year's Eve to welcome the New Year. Piercing cold in the winter And then dim In one street a lot of people came out of shopping. Kwan with a fresh look because today is New Year's Eve. And in the midst The mobbing of those people. A little girl I dressed The old man walking along a dirt road in order. The Match Her career there She wrapped it in a napkin matches. And hold it in one hand clutching a little girl selling matches so he shouted, "I want wood. Fire struck some matches, it ... it ... Matches, " "Auntie Mercy legs ... help please buy matches the rats I thought" she called out for the mother and son who walk past. It is hoped that both mother and child seems to be a kind person, I do not know, perhaps she has some compassion, it could be "matches at home already ... and it will never be used again. I will not say Go ask someone else for Doetaa "Nobody buy matches from her all day and no one giving her a cent. Poor Little Dejectedly walked shivering and starving pathetically terrible. Fluffy snowflakes nests on the island. Shoulder-length blond hair, her mother definitely do not think lamented delight in drivable. Itself a bit , she tries to sell matches to be. Because if today she sells matches, not a bundle or not. Even a few shillings silver one. Once home to the hand. She had to be a father, a drunkard beat emulate this battered little girl. She tried to sell her matches so very distraught, and as she was about to cross the street. The other side Cartwright was a car passing by at high speed. She jumped away It makes a pair of old shoes Put it to bounce off. In all directions She was shocked, but he cried, worried her shoes with a loud voice, "Oh, the shoes," the little boy was poor, looked after shoe thrown it a regret, because even if it's just a pair of old, who was born in size. her feet very much, but it's the shoes of her mother who passed away a pair of shoes she has worn outside in the cold for the cold. The only one ... the only frantically jumping with shoes. One splash gone nowhere. On the other side, a misbehaving boy One grabbed a possibility Then he cried and said, "He would take his son to the garage to sleep" before running away from there ... hence. Little mother had to walk barefoot to go because of the cold, dark red bruise along her collection matches, which fall indiscriminately scattered strewn everywhere. Then somberly "These matches will be sold as a product, not anymore. If we have to go home and beat my father scolds how much, "she thought absent-mindedly. She then went on to the destination, a small pair of green traumatized because of the cold and snow. Oh.. Causality nothing of her.. Work. The poor little kid so bad .... a light shone from the windows on all doors and smells wafting aroma of roast goose smoldering out onto the street. Yes.. Today is New Year's Eve so. New Year Little Hammer mused to himself all the time. Giggle sound And frolic happily in the house of those calling for her to stop and peek view. Finally, it's the end of the year, too. This apart In her opinion. Wop that she envied them suddenly tears flow down her best to hold back. It flows down the line is not stopped thinking about her mother up helplessly ... because when my mother was alive, she was always a party celebrating and cooking. Thanksgiving to Christmas To her and her family ... But now there is no mother perished. She saw the men in the house Wrapped gifts are given to the children of his children rushed happily unwrapped gifts. I envy the good fortune of them so bad ... peek. The joy of them. It is not known how long She was conscious when taken. The bright lights in the house were off. All return Lonely condition It's very old and therapists throughout the entire area once again ... the snow is still falling periodically girl continued to walk more steadily, and because of the cold and exhaustion, she went down to a shelter. The stairs of a house The roof extends out a bit, but it helps to take away some of the snow, she wraps. The smaller the hope to warm up to loosen the cold. But it was not able to. Help her to get lost a little cold. She did not dare go home because he feared so much. Dad will always cruel to her father she feared exceedingly drunk ... ... Baby winter. I trembled all over Her hand was ice cold, almost, she tried to shrink. Another smaller But she was still very cold. She warmed up really small hands both Mother insipid tea to cool down with a cold. Ah ... the match a few stalks may help make you feel better. If she does not pull Just take it out of the tie rod only. Then cross your fingers into the wall to Ang himself to warm up. Finally, Mother least one lever to pull the match out "Spitting" spark flashes and then came up. It is an extremely bright and warm like a flame of the candle a little boy with his hands up against it as a wonderful beacon. Little slumber himself sitting at the front of the fireplace with doors and a big brass knobs. Power parlors and Warm wonderful .... Mother feet away to England for it to warm up but the flame was extinguished briefly down. Any fleeting fireplace Baby sitting stalk matches Burns then pending in the match was re-lit, it burns more brightly this cavity wall building. The lighting effects are projected to become putty. Like a thin, transparent membrane wood rats.
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