Chapter 1
On the eighth day of October, a child was born. She was a red head like her brother who was three years old. The family consisted only of three, the mother, the older brother and the baby girl. The father had died before the little girl was born. The mother tried bringing up the two on her own but that didn't last. Three years passed and she got tired.
She held them by their hands then walked in the busy street. There was a big crowd. Any child could get lost and that was what happened. They did get lost but it was because the mother let go. She let go of the little ones' hands. She lost hope.
The little girl started to cry and kept asking for their mother.
"Where is mother? Where is she?"
"Don't worry. We'll be fine. We'll find mother."
The little boy said to comfort his younger sister but days, weeks and months passed. Their mother was long gone and had left them on the cold streets to die.
It was a good thing the older brother was smart and managed to get food for the two of them. He would do work and help around in exchange for food but they were not often lucky so there were times he had to steal or they won't end up with anything for days.
"I feel cold," said the little girl. "I'm hungry. Don't we have any food left, brother?"
"I'm sorry. We don't have any left but I'll try tomorrow. I promise," said the little boy as he hugged his sister tight and held her close so she won't be too cold. He even gave her his tattered coat that he always wore just to keep her warm. He didn't care anymore as to what will happen to him even if he started to feel numb.
It doesn't matter. His sister was burning up because of a fever. He had to find her food tomorrow morning. He doesn't care anymore how. He just had to.
The sun rose and the little boy started to look for food. He saw an unusual lady who did not seem to come from here. She had food and ingredients with her. She does not speak the language here, a good target.
He did as he often did before and thought that he would get away but he was caught by the lady.
"Now, won't you give that back, little boy? I need that for my shop."
He was wrong. She knows the language.
"Can I please have it? My sister and I have not eaten for days. She has a very high fever."
"Why didn't you just ask, little boy? I wouldn't mind giving it to you," said the lady as she handed him what he needed.
The boy hurriedly ran without even thanking her.
"He must really be worried about his sister," said the lady as she continued on her walk but suddenly stepped on something. It was a locket. She opened it and saw the picture of the boy from earlier. He was with his younger sister. They looked so alike.
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(^.^) Kylie: I edited a few things so there are some changes but the story's almost the same.