It was a chilly winter night. Everyone was hiding from the cold in the warmth of their homes, except for a single boy.

  In a dirty back alley, behind a building that serves as a restaurant in the day, a boy was sitting on a cardboard paper, shivering from the painful cold. His clothes were shabby and tattered, you can tell at a glance that time wasn’t merciful on them. His jade black hair surpasses his shaking shoulders, his smell was something that you would expect from someone who hasn’t been in his house for a long time, disgusting.

  The young boy was looking upwards toward the dark gray sky, the moon and his shining company were nowhere to be seen, hiding behind the snow carrying clouds they were. It was a rarely seen night.

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  The snow was falling from those clouds toward that sinful city, and on that boy’s feverish cheeks it melted.

  ‘How did I end up here?’the boy wondered, but soon afterward he remembered what happened not that long ago. How he survived while his parents died on that merciless accident, all due to a single drunk driver.

  And how he was kicked out of his own comfortable home by his own guardian, and of course a mere ten years old would not comprehend that that shameful guardian took away his inheretance and then kicked him out.

  The boy fell asleep in the cold night, but didn’t wake up. In the morning after, what people found was a cold lifeless corpse of a child, its slightly blue cheek had a frozen tear on it.

  -fin.