I was walking down the streets of London when I saw a little girl sitting with her hands wrapped around her legs all alone. She had curly blonde hair like me, big brown eyes with a haunted look in them, and a black eyepatch over her right eye. No one seemed to notice her.
I stood and watched for a few moments, seeing if anyone would come to her. No one did. So, I walked over to her. She flinched away from me, with a scared look in her eyes. I crouched down so I was eye to eye with her. I smiled warmly at her. "Are you lost?" I ask softly. She shakes her head no. I try a different angle.
"What's your name? I'm Alex." She still won't look at me, so I add: "I won't hurt you, I promise." She seems to get a bit more comfterble. She looks up at me with her big brown eyes. I smile again and she half smiles back. "I'm Amelia Melody." she replies in barely a whisper
"Amelia Melody, that's a beautiful name. Are you all alone?" She shakes her head yes. I brush a stray curl out of her face and she flinches. "It's alright. Do you have a family Amelia?" She shakes her head no. Curious, what happened to her family? Well, if she's got no one, I could take her in... I think
"Well, Amelia Melody, how would you like to come with me? I don't really have any one and I don't want you to be all alone." She looks up at me and I can see hope, curiosity, fear, and want in her eyes. She thinks for a moment before slowly shaking her head yes. I smile at her and stand up. I hold a hand for her and she stands up too.