A Poor Girl's Story
Chapter 1

Day 1

Bare skin collided with cold, hard pavement as a young girl walked through the streets. It was a blistering cold November day, a day where even if you just step outside, chills run down your back. But even on such a day, on the sidewalk, there was a girl, no older than 16, who wore only a thin coat over a raggedy sweater. Her hair was matted and dirty from sleeping on the streets and her face was filled with grime. She wore thin pants with plenty of patches and a few holes here and there.

As she finally reached her destination, she pulled a blanket with intricately woven designs from her small backpack. She laid it on the ground and took out a mug. This was the daily life of poor Sakura, a homeless orphan. But today seemed like her lucky day. She was next to a department store and today, a long black limo pulled up. The wind was blowing so hard and Sakura hardly noticed anything had parked in front of her. It wasn't until a hundred dollar bill landed in her mug did she look up.

The first thing she saw was elegant black shoes, polished so clean she would see herself. As her eyes traveled up the figure, she saw tailored black pants and an expensive looking business suit. Then she finally reached the figure's head. A chiseled face with strong features and deep brown eyes that seemed endless. His brown hair whipped his face as a smile appeared. "Use that money to buy yourself some clothes and food." And then he went through the revolving doors and disappeared from sight.

Day 1 - Night

Sakura packed up her blanket, the only thing that she had left from her mom. It was the blanket that her great-grandmother had sown for her grandmother when she was little. The cherry blossoms were how Sakura had gotten her name. The vines that ran down the side supposedly represented the family togetherness. But there was no family left. Everyone was gone; they left her here all alone.

Sakura stood up and began her long walk "home". She didn't really have a home. She lived in the airport. It was shelter from the wind and prying eyes of walkers-by. In the terminal, she would just hide her face. No one ever noticed a young girl who was with the crowd. But she didn't go right home today. She had money. So she went to the cheapest grocery store around and bought herself some food. Then she bought a warmer jacket and new pants. For a beggar, $100 goes a long way.

Day 2

A small yawn escaped Sakura as she woke up the next morning. Nights at the airport were never pleasant. There was no bed and there was always a crick in her neck. But it was better than sleeping in the open. She was only ever able to wash her face a few times a year because then she might look presentable and no one gave money to clean looking beggars, except at Christmas. That made mornings very fast and easy. Sakura stood up and set up just outside the airport doors, hopeful for some money from passengers.

Last night, she had a dream. It was about the man who had been so kind yesterday. Many days she would only have a few dollars, but she had really needed that money yesterday. The weather was beginning to get unbearably cold.

Sakura looked up as the airport doors slid open. A bus had just let out and a swarm of people went through the door. A bunch of petty change fell toward her. Then as the bus began to leave, she saw a limo. Out climbed the same young man as yesterday. He looked at her and his eyes seemed to light up. Sakura didn't know why but her heart began to beat faster and her frozen hands began to sweat. He grinned and opened his mouth to say…

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