The poor little girl flew up with her grandma . Suddenly , to the middle of the road , they saw a boy and he was flying up as two grandchildren . He was thin as a fireplace poker , face gaunt , dirty soot , tattered ragged clothes . His eyes look good on a tired , desperate . This is the boy 's chimney scraping side streets .
Then a light emitting , soaring up in the air. Dust light entangles in the air , then gradually shrink , a tall figure with a pair of white ways . The gentle smile that , around the radiating aura as the angel in the Bible . The voice that said :
- Or is she , or is this boy , I can only receive one of the two.
She looked younger friend , then at the angel that. And slowly she let her hand out .
- He pity him more than me . He need God 's mercy and protection of the gods ...
Then she went away from that since . Image pedestal behind her with smiles fade , fade themselves . Before the light radiating from the angel ceased , she surprised the boy 's scraped chimney not wearing baggy always more ...
She suddenly awoke . God would not light . Snow has stopped falling . In light of a new day polished polished , she found herself still against the wall . She covered her in this moment is that baggy shirt boy 's chimney scraping side streets all while wearing ...
Written by Bloom [ Trinh Ngoc Anh ( Glass 8A1 , Mai Dong Secondary School , Hanoi , Vietnam ) ]
Posted By Yancig Zheng
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