Tales: The Match
exceedingly cold and snowing night creeping up today 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 to buy. Kwan looks at it with fresh because today is New Year's Eve. And in the midst The mobbing of those people. A little girl I dressed The old and dirty one to walk along that road. The Match Her career there She wrapped it in a napkin matches. And hold it in one hand clutching a baby walk for shouting matches, so "there are no specific requirements. Fire struck some matches, it ... it ... Matches, " "Auntie leg ... please kindly let me buy matches'm tired," she called out for the mother and son who walk past. It is hoped that both mother and child seem to be a kind person, I do not know, maybe she can get some mercy, it may be "at home matches are already so many ... it's not much use out of them. I will not say Try to ask for another Doetaa "Nobody buy matches from her all day and no one giving her a cent. Little poor Dejectedly walked shivering and starving poor shot. Snowflakes fluffy 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's match is not selling a bundle or not. Money even for one shilling. 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 for the boots splashed it with regret because, although it was just a couple of old that birth size. her feet very much, but it is 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 man grabbed a possibility Then he cried out, saying, "He is out to cradle a baby to bed" before running away from there ... hence. Little mother had to walk barefoot to go because of the cold, dark red bruise along her fall collection matches the widely scattered indiscriminately out. Then somberly "These matches will be sold as a product, not anymore. If we go back home to be beaten by the father scolds how much, "she thought absent-mindedly. She then went on to do a small destination pairs that traumatized the green because of the cold snow. Oh.. What fate of her.. Work. The poor little kid so bad .... a light shone from the windows on all doors and fragrant smells of roast goose simmer gently out into the street. Yes.. Today is New Year's Eve so. New Year Little Hammer mused to himself all the time. Giggle sound Cheerfully and happily the people in those calls for her to stop and peek view. Finally, it's the end of the year, huh. This apart In her opinion. Wop, I thought they were jealous of her sudden tears flowing down his 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 cooking for banquets and celebrations. Thanksgiving to Christmas And always to her family ... but now no mother perished. She saw the men in the house Wrapped gifts are given to the children of his children rushed happily unwrapping gifts. Photographers enviable 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 had been turned 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 to sit down shelter. The staircase of a house The eaves are protruding a little, but still enough help to take away some of the snow, she wraps. Smaller to give hope to warm up to loosen the cold. But it was not to be. Help her to get lost a little cold. She did not dare go back home with a lot of fear of the father. I will always cruel to her father when she was drunk ... so scared ... Baby winter. I trembled all over Her hand was ice cold almost to her shrink. A little further down But she was still very cold. She warmed up really small hands of both mother insipid tea to cool down with a cold. Ah ... this is a little lighter graphite shaft may make you feel better. If she does not pull Just take it out of the tie rod only. Then struck into the wall to Ang's own finger to warm up. Then, finally, little mother pulled out a match stick "Spitting" spark flashes and then blaze up. It is an extremely bright and warm like a flame of the candle tiny little hands cupped it up as a wonderful beacon. Little slumber himself sitting at the front of the fireplace with a brass door knob and large. 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 New stem cell matches being lit up again, this time it burns bright cavity wall building. The lighting effects are projected to become putty. Like a thin, transparent membrane wood rat.
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