Girl is an orphan, she travels the world until she falls in love with a rich boy whom has numerous prospects and she has none. He's a nice person so he offers her a room in their guess house, soon he notices her beauty and falls for her but his parents wont allow.

I clinched myself as I observed the forlorn woods. The wind hovered in the branches as if whispering centuries of secrets. In the chambers of this wood lays hidden motives. I took a deep breathe, as wisp of rosemary flew past my nose, I cherished the smell of this holy flower and tried to hang onto it for as long as I could. My clothes have dampened from the rain but I didn't mind, after years of merely living I've learnt to withstand nature and astonishingly I'm still alive.

I sat down beneath a large oak tree, admiring its handy work and wooded details. I tucked a stray strand of hair behind my hair and sighed at my life, how it could have been if my parents hadn't so suddenly left me, for years I've wondered why no one came to claim me but I've got over it. It just makes me sad to think about 'what could have been'. I've lived my whole life being discrete and sly. No one ever noticed me, but then again I didn't expect them to notice a homeless girl whose scruffy hair lay in thick branches on her shoulders.

Slowly but tenderly I felt the warmth of the sun as it slowly crept upon me, I smiled. Watching the sun gradually rise is a beautiful thing. The colours are like a swirling mist of oranges and red and the sound of life awakening to its call is calming. I took another deep breathe and ruffled the blanket around me even tighter.

I stook up and shuffled slowly towards the arousing city, my body seemed to lag from hunger. For the past two days I've been living off a muffin, I could barely think straight but I was used to this. This is my life.