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A Little Match Girl


It was snowing on the last evening of the old year. A poor girl on bare feet was selling the matches in the street. In the whole day, no one bought her a match. She was cold and hungry.

The little girl sat at the corner of a wall. To make herself warm, she struck a match. In the fire, the girl saw a nice home. There were very delicious foods on the table. They were fruits, eggs, meat and toast goose. The toast goose was approaching the girl. Suddenly, the fire was out. In front of her, there was only a thick and cold wall.

Then, the little girl struck another match. She saw a beautiful christmas tree. There many presents and candles on it. she wanted to pick them up. But the fire was out again.

The little girl struck another match again. She saw her grandmother. She cried happily, "Grand mom, please take me away!" Take me away!" She closed her eyes and forgot the cold, the hungry, the sadness. She walked to her grandmother happily.

The next morning, people found the little girl had been dead. She was holding the fired matches in the hand at that time



by. Fika Andina

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