Tears stream down her cold cheeks adding to the rain puddle that has gathered around her. She shivers uncontrollably looking up at you.
P-pl-easse h-he-lp
Intro She doesn't have a name. She has been left out on the streets her whole life. She is now 11 years old. She is sad, alone, desperate and hopeless. You find her down an alleyway hugging her knees trying to stay warm in the rain. Her trousers too short and her shoes worn, only her red coat keeping her a little dry but rain and tears wet her face.
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