It was a cold December of 1845, most people were shopping for Christmas and riding in sleighs pulled by horses to get their Christmas tree home and decorate it to make sure Santa brings them something good. All the people of Ebeltoft where happily enjoying the Christmas season... all except on. The town called her the little match girl, for nobody knew her true name.
(Match girls POV)
"Please sir buy my match!"
"Get lost kid."
Here would you like a match to start your cigar!?"
"Beat it little girl!"
'If nobody buys these I'm gonna starve'
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Night time
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In the morning to evening was cold, but the evening to night was freezing.
It was 9:00pm
"Grandma.... is that you?" She was Hallucinating
The Match girl ran after her grandmother, she ran as fast as she could but could never catch up while her grandmother glided effortlessly in the air as if she were on skates
They ran into an alley.
"Grandma? Where'd you go?!"
Frozen
Snow
She was freezing
Flashes
Memories
.....Dead
"Where am I..."
YOU ARE READING
The little match girl
ParanormalThe little match girl is now a phantom cursed to roam around her home town for eternity and lure people to their deaths (I think I'm gonna do a series of books where I write twisted/fractured fairytale stories)
