You see that child? He's starving.
You dare not feed him, for that would cost you money in which you lack.
He looks to you with eyes full of hope, but you ignore him. For you do not have the money to feed anyone other than yourself.
You continue about your day and walk away.
You see him again. He's grabbing at people, trying to get them to give him money. What a fool.
They push him away. No one helps him. Of course they won't. Neither will you. Remember, you barely have money to pay for yourself.
The glimmer in his eyes remains.
It appears he's resorting to stealing, how lowly.
In his hands was a small baguette in which he gripped tightly.
He runs off before the angry shopkeeper can catch him. His eyes are losing their sparkle.
Seeing starving children wasn't abnormal, many parents abandoned their kids, unable to afford to care for them. Though many onlookers would pass by and feed these children.
Nobody acknowledges this one. Rumor has it he's cursed. He brings misfortune to those around him. He has no voice, and might take yours away too.
You shouldn't make eye contact with him.
There he is, but he isn't doing anything.
He isn't speaking. He isn't bothering anyone. He isn't even stealing anymore. He sits hidden away in an unknown crevice between buildings. Staring at nothing more than the walls.
Goodness. How his eyes have lost their glimmer.
He looks like he's going to die. He doesn't even have the strength to lift his arms up. But nobody cares. Nobody approaches him.
You don't see him and think for a moment he finally died. But no, he's not dead, he's in the exact same spot, not having moved an inch. Still as lifeless as before.
There's someone else there.
She doesn't look human. She appears to be an otherworldly being, a lovely one at that. With eyes the color of a sunset, and dressed unusually ornate. Perhaps showing too much skin, but still fair and lovely. She's crying and cradling him closely. Why is she so emotional? Why is someone like her near him? Does she not know the hearsay?
Nontheless, his eyes store a little bit of hope.
Oh dear. It finally happened. The child is gone from the crevice. Someone must have disposed of his corpse.
You lower your head in sadness, knowing the unfortunate fate of the child who most likely never deserved such a death.
Days pass. Every time you walk by that crevice, you look back. Though of course, there he no longer resides.
The crevice is now empty just as it should have always been.
What a surprise! You see the child again! But he looks much different than before.
To start, he's not dead. Rather, he looks more lively. There's a bounce in his step like never before, and a smile one would not expect from such a child.
He's no longer deathly thin. In fact, you can tell someone has been feeding him well. He looks like a healthy child for once.
He's holding hands with someone.
It's the mysterious lady from before. The lady who shed so many tears for this child. They both look truly happy.
He throws many arm gestures to her, and she tilts her head as if attempting to understand them. To your surprise, it appears she actually does.
A delighted smile was shown, and a warm hug was received.
The glimmer in his eyes was stronger than ever before.
You couldn't be his hero, no, but at least he found one.
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