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the girl with a lost soul

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the girl with a lost soul

a long time ago a young girl aged thirteen was left alone in the streats in the
middle of the night in london central park, the moon was full and the rain was
hamering down on the poor girl, she wore nothing but her night cloths which where
partly torn up due to how she has been living, the soft cotten fabric had lost it's
calm teal colour and become and dark merky greeny blue, no one knows her name
and she doesn't even know her own name, she can't remember who she is or how she
came to live in the streets of london, the girl walks the streets of london alone
every night searching for someone she might know though she has no memory of
anything and can not remember a thing, people of london call this girl the
'lost soul' as she has no name or remember a thing all they know is how old she
is. this is the life of the girl with a lost soul.

late in the night with the silence on the road and the leaves rustling in the wind,
the smell of the river that blu in the air through the silence streats of london
the girl was woundering the streats yet again looking for that unknown person that
she thinks might help here get her memory back but again she went back to the ally
she lived in having not able to find that person she though could help her remember
her past and who abandonded her, she looked up at the stars and full moon in the sky
with tears running down her face and then she said
"i will come and find you who ever you are"
and she just sat there in the wooden box she uses as a home to sleep in in the ally
way that she stays in, as the cold winter air blu past the girl who was already
gravly ill made her cough very badly and when she did she cough up her very own
blood,it splattered on the ground and smeared across her face and the sound of blood
splatering told her that that she wont last the night and with one last look up at
the sky she said these very words

"please take me somewhere safe when i die" then she coughed and continued
"i don't like living here on the cold streets of london at night, i just wantted my
memory back so i can live with the family i might have had" then she cough up again
coughing up more blood aswell as it made contact with the floor the first blood
splatter got bigger from this blood that was just coughed up
"but now i can not get my wish as my time on this world is almost over, people will
just walk past my dead prone body thinking i'm asleep not bothering to check if i'm
actually dead since they don't care about people on the streats" she coughs again
and then again
"i just wanted to have love in my life but it never came and it will never come" as
she said those very last words she lied down in the box and closed her eyes for the
very last time.

as the morning came no one saw the young girl leave her ally and no one cared to
look at what happened to the poor girl as no one cares about people who live on the
streets or even if they are children all they see are beggers, homeless, tramps.
as years went on the girls spirit/soul has haunted the streets of london from the
day she died and scares the people who dare go out at night. so people stay home
and lock your doors and windows or the lost soul will come, find you and haunt you
all night so bewear of what you do at night as to not provoke the soul that has lost
its way and it has not gone to heaven nore hell as its corpses bones have been left
in the same place it died.

this was the story of a girl with a lost soul
i just started typing this after an incident happened today with me
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osmiumdragon's avatar
Insightful. Intriguing and though provoking.