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Danielle Bregoli ~~request~~

(Hello! Sorry about last week! This is a request for @LoveBIrds305 Hope you like it! You are about 13 years old and sorry if this is really unrealistic. Just imagine something else if you like! Also, it's Christmas in this story, deal with it.)

Your P.O.V.

Let's get to the point right away. You are a 13-year-old girl/boy. A homeless 13-year-old girl/boy. Your parents died in a car crash 3 years ago. (Cheesy I know XD) You were sent to an orphanage of course but the caretaker there threw you out 1 year ago, simply because she never liked you. Whatever, you didn't like her either, she could be really mean sometimes. How come you didn't get sent back? Nobody ever noticed. You were one of those 'silent kids'. You didn't think so, you were just shy in the beginning but you can be very weird.

It was very cold today to say at least. It had been snowing for quite a while now. You tried not to think about the cold, all you had was a thin worn off jacket. Walking on the streets watching people doing their thing, being happy about Christmas or whatever, you got an idea. Maybe, just maybe, people were going to be generous with Christmas. So you walked up to a house knocking on the door. A middle-aged woman opened the door. ''What do you need kid?'' ''Err, I was wondering if you had some food left for me?'' You asked hopefully. The woman raised an eyebrow. ''Sorry kiddo, our family will eat it and besides, your parents should've done more shopping then.'' And just like that, she closed the door. You sighed, you didn't even have parents anymore.

It had been a while now and they either didn't believe you or weren't home. Smiling a sad smile you promised yourself that you were going to try one last time. It was getting dark anyway. Taking a deep breath you knocked on the last door. A girl opened the door, smiling widely. ''Can I help you?'' ''Do you have some food left for me?'' you asked. ''Err, I don't know-I'' ''Please! I beg you! Please just... Please.'' Tears were brimming on the edge of your eyes. You normally don't get so desperate, but you were starving. She looked at you surprised with wide eyes. ''Hey, are you okay?'' She questioned you. You looked at the ground. ''I'm sorry, it's just that I don't have a home and food and I'm really hungry.'' You whispered almost inaudible. She was still for a moment but then invited you to come in.

After you had explained everything while eating some food, you fell asleep on her couch. The next few weeks she helped you recover. You were absolutely thankful for what she had done for you.

(The end.)