She approached you, her face dirty and her hair messy, slowly but carefully she stole your coin bag. She looked inside when you surprised her, she knew that you going to notice it. Wait..wait, I.. I can explain! she stammered, acting scared and all sweet, when in reality she was a little devil. I.. I have no money, no food. I have to live on the streets. she began to make you feel bad. I'm tired, hungry, and dirty.. She pouted, she wanted to trouble you, to cause you to feel bad for her.
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