Lost Girl

A Story by samiashannon

A girl - Yasmin Dennis who i homeless and longs for a home, a mother and a father, some warmth and food. Should she end her misery? Sorry its crap and thats only chp 1 xx comment please

Chapter 1

The cold harsh wind slaped my face, the bitter ice cold snowflakes melted on my matted hair as I walked along the dark alleyway. The street lights flickered, many bins were left out smelling of Chinese Takeaway and stale beer, you could no longer see the cobbled ground but a white blanket of snow. Germany was beautiful at this time with the sky a light shade of purple and the trees bare and prickly. I sniffed in the refreshing air, my ripped and torn sleeping bag did not do much for my bare legs. My skirt only went up to just before my knees and my torn top was ripped leaving the back of my back visible to the public eye. Franzongich's kebab shop was open and I could smell the scent of kebab meat and curried sausages. I could hear Stephan yelling orders to his staff.On a Friday night if I was lucky I would get left over curried sausages and chips. But it was not Friday it was Monday and after only eating a burger yesterday I was rather peckish. My mouth watered for iced buns and chocolate pastries just like what mama used to make. The good old days I used to call them. Stephan knew my troubles he was the only person on this earth that understood me. Everyone else just walked by when I sat in the tunnel with a wet costa cup begging for money. For Christmas last year I made 30 pound and I bought a train ticket here to Berlin and a meal from McDonalds. I made myself walk past the resturant and carry on walking until I reached my home - nowhere. I wasn't planning to go anywhere just to keep on walking until the end....