The Story of Marisa Coulter Part 3

The whole night Marisa slept outside in an alley. Her hair was tangled, and her clothes had dirt on them. The next morning Marisa awoke, and saw her daemon beside her, as a cat. She got up, with her daemon, and walked around. She then saw a woman. She was tall, her hair dark red, she was wearing a long white dress, with a white fur coat. Her daemon a white cat beside her, walking gracefully. She looked about 20 years old. Marisa took all her corage, and walked up to the woman. The woman's daemon hissed at Marisa's, and he stood there.
"Get away, you filthy street rat."The woman said. Marisa stood there not knowing what to say, wanting to cry.
"Please, I really need a home. I want to be just like you."She said to the woman. She scoffed, and walked away.

"Well, we learned a lesson. The women that you want to be like are heartless."Her daemon said, quietly. Marisa sighed to herself, and walked in the opposite direction.

Later on, Marisa sat on the corner of the street, her stomach growling. She hadnt had any food since last night before she left the orphanage, at dinner. She saw a food stand, and went over to it. She didnt have any money, but she wondered if she could get something to eat without it. She went up to the man behind the stand, and looked at him, her blue eyes glistening.
"Sir, please, if you'd be so kind enough, just to give me a little thing to eat, I would really appreciate it. You see, my brother, he hasn't eaten in days, and he's dieing of starvation. Please, he's the only thing I've got, please! He needs food now!"Marisa said. Tears were in her eyes, that wern't even close to real.
"Alright, alright..em..here."He said, and gave her a sandwich.

"Thank you! Thank you, thank you!"She said, and ran off. She went over to the alley, and sat on the ground. She took a bite of the sandwhich, and made a noise, that said it all. She loved the taste of it, and it was so filling. She took small bites, and chewed it slowly, wanting to make it last. And then she realized somthing. That was the first time she had lied to anyone. She was always a truthful young girl, and she never told a lie, but lieing actualy got Marisa what she wanted, rather than telling the truth. So she lied again. She went up to a man, and got on her knees.
"Please, my Mum is dieing, I need money for her operation, please, I just need a few bucks more, and then the bill will be covered. Please, we spent everything we had on my Mum's operation, but it cant be done without the last ten dollars. Please!"She said, and cried hystericaly. He helped her up.
"Sh, shh. Dont cry. Here, I'll give you twenty."He said, and got out his wallet. He took out twenty dollars worth of money, and gave it to her. She sobbed quietly, as if she was so upset that she couldnt stop crieing.

"Bless you, thank you so much."She said, and walked off. She was going to save this money, to buy food, a blanket to sleep on, and a blanket to keep her warm at night. Marisa had become a lieing, deciving street rat;Marisa didnt even feel ashamed about it. If it got her food, and money, then she was perfectly alright with lieing. She would spend her entier lifetime lieing if she had to.