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I think you're made of flowers, how you bloom when there's light on your skin ————————————————————
It was five days before the ball, yet it was chaos everywhere, people are waiting in line in front of the boutique's the salons are fully booked people on the streets are discussing what shoes they should wear, which gloves match their dresses, which tie they should wear.
I was on my way to the fruit booth to buy my favorite fruit: strawberries.
The seller seems to be in a very good mood so she gives me three extra strawberries I thanked her and continue walking around the market.
While I was walking I saw a small boy, probably ten years old he's holding his tummy and his face looks sad, I saw him trying to take a piece of bread from a booth but because of his short legs, he couldn't reach them.
I approach the little boy and crouch down to his level.
"Hey, are you okay?"
The boy look down and shook his head, he seems shy.
"I am hungry I want to eat..."
"Well, do you like strawberries?"
He shook his head again.
'I'm offended'
"What do you want to eat then?"
He points to the bread that's on the booth so took one of them and hand it to him, he looks at me like I was crazy.
"B-but I don't have mo-"
"Hey! you have to pay for that!"
The owner of the booth shouted at us causing the poor boy to flinch and almost dropped his pieces of bread, I mouthed him "Run" he looks hesitant but when he sees the booth owner he starts to sprint.
"Hey, you little rat come here!"
The booth owner was about to chase the boy but I held him.
"Calm down, he's just a kid"
"You! you helped him don't you?!"
Because of his loud voice, the people around us start to look at us.
"Yes! I helped him because he's starving"
"But that's my bread! and you're not paying it means you're stealing them!"
"Calm down old man it's just bread"
I rolled my eyes and dig into my pockets, trying to find my money, but then realization hit me like a truck when I remember that I only bring enough money for the strawberries.
Oh no.
"What's that?!" I point something at the sky, the booth owner and the people around us look up that's when I use my chance to run.
