𝓒𝔂𝓷𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓪 𝓐𝓹𝓹𝓵𝓮𝓰𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓼 𝓓𝓲𝓪𝓻𝔂 𝓸𝓯 𝓪 𝓒𝓸𝓷𝓿𝓲𝓬𝓽 𝓖𝓲𝓻𝓵

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞- 𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐋𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐧

I walked down the streets of London. London was very busy, and probably the busiest of all the cities in the world!

People walking past me just stared at me or pinched their noses and would say "Pee-Yu!" And I would just stare at my feet. 

I didn't stink. People were just mean these days. They were rich people. No doubt.

I wished I had a friend I could talk to...

As night fell down, many late-night stalls were set up and opened. Oh how I wished I had some money to buy a nice, hot cream bun with melted chocolate. Or maybe a sweet cherrycake! Or some delicous strawberry biscuits! I rubbed my tummy. 

My stomach growled in hunger as I wondered down the street. "Shh! Be quiet, tummy!" I whispered.

My stomach gurgled in an answer.

All I thought about was food. Even the hunk of dry and coarse bread that aunt Maybelle gave to me was at least something...

When I was thinking about food, I accidentally tripped over a stick on the ground. My left throbbed with pain.

"OW! THAT HURTS!" I cried out loud while clutching my foot.

"Hah Hah! Good for you!" A girl wearing a white chiffon dress laughing at me. "Poor! Loner!"

Sigh. Every One says that, but I'll show them! I'll become the richest girl in London!

I hopped away.

I found a decent place to sleep. A pile of leaves near an oak tree. "Hmm...This is okay for me to sleep through the night."

I lay down on the mush. It wasn't too bad. It was a bit uncomfy unlike my thin matteress I used to sleep on at aunt Maybelle's.

My eyes fluttered close as I dreamed about some yummy cream buns topped with melted chocolate.

(After one night...)

The night was chilly and cold. I couldn't believe I survived such a night! I got up and brushed some leaves off my dress. I stumbled on.

A sweet smell of cherry cakes wafted under my nose. My mouth watered.

I wished I had some money. Even a few pounds would cover me up with all the supplies an average person would need.

I begged people to give me money. They ignored me or they just shook their heads and even worst, they didn't notice me! I felt invisible.

I noticed Katherine Smith in a nearby stall, selling some random things she found. She also found five shillings!

I noticed that George and Katherine were not wearing rags, but they were wearing the finest clothes. Did aunt Maybelle adopt them?

I walked up to them.

"Hi, Katherine and George! Did you find a house?"

Katherine smirked and George was counting some notes.

"Yes! The richest woman in town adopted us! She was super nice! Where do you live? No where?"

"You mean...Maybelle? SHE ADOPTED YOU?!"

"Yeah. Maybelle adopted us because we gave her a pound I found in the river for some reason."

"Maybelle is my aunt!" I cried. "She's gonna make you work all night and day!!"

Katherine shrugged. "I don't care. Now shoo! No dirty grubs near my shop!"

My eyes watered.

I turned and walked away.

AHHH idk what to add next!! >0<

(So far, this story is trash but yeah.)