Within the city...there was a dusty street. Within that city on that street lie an old brick house. The walls were made of crumbling bricks and the windows were filthy. Up against that house sat two girls. One about to turn the age of 13 had long wispy dirty blond hair and striking green eyes. Even though she was only 13....her face showed that she was wise above her years. She was bouncing an old plastic ball that she found in the street and singing her favorite tune. She has always dreamt of becoming a singer, but she gave up on this dream. But deep in her heart she believed that someday her career could take off. Her younger sister, who was turning 7 and had thick short brown hair and shared the same striking green eyes. She sat beside her playing with her favorite doll. The doll was destroyed and had wispy black hair that was unkempt and falling out. The doll wore a crimson dress that had a tiny rip but the young sister was thankful for what she had. Both girls should have been in school but their single parent could not afford it. Both longed for an education. The older girl Emerson sat up and checked the time on the old digital clock. Its was almost 4:00 she said.It was time for her to go to the radio station where she worked to support the family. Though it wasn't really work for her. I'll see you at 7:00 Emerson she said as she walked up the busy street and into the big world.
