Mister

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        "OOF", I yelp as I bump into something, more like someone. Looking up I see a mean, grown man, in about his 20's looking down at me with hard blue-steel eyes and a black suit.      

"Better watch watch out where your going little girl", the mean, old guy grumply replies.

"Hey I'm not little I'm...this many", I say with five fingers up. I don't get a reply instead I'm met with another hard mean glare.

"Hey", I call out when I see him walking away.

"Hey come back here mister I'm talking to you", I say again when I see him ignoring me. As I continue to call many him several times, I start to cry.

"Mister...", I say in a weak voice. I could hear my voice cracking up . That's when I feel a tear drop from my eye, then another, then another, then another, and now I was full on sobbing.

"Wait...", as soon as he hears me he freezes. Slowly he turns around walks up to me slowly and kneels down so he was my height.

"Dio, odio quando piacciono le ragazzine come te", (God I hate when little girls like you cry), he mutters underneath his breath.

"What's your name", the guy asks me surprising me with a soft voice.

"I-I don't remember", I reply while wiping my eyes with my fist. 

"Mmm", he hums, looking distracted.

"Where's your parents",

"I don't know, I woke up on a doorstep", I say. He looks at me like I was crazy.

"What-",

"where did you get that", the guy asks me, completely cutting me off as he points his head to my lollipop.

"On the floor", I reply casually. He immediately takes it from my hand and throws it across the lonely street.

"Aye mister why'd you do that", I say mad and confused at the same time.

"Why would you do that? Don't do that again", he says sternly.

"But mister, I was hungry", I whine still confused and mad.

"Come on", he says ignoring me, while taking my hand.

"Where are we going?", I ask.

"To my place"

"But I don't even know you", I say

"Then why did you follow me then?", he asks smugly and confused at the same time.

"I don't know", I say continuing leaning against him as I continue walking. As we continue walking it became quiet for a few minutes but I decided to break it.

"Hey, what's your name mister?",

"Jacob".


Possible names for The little girl

(Vote a yes on which name you think is best for the little girl, than if you can write a celebrity, or someone you think is fit for the role. TRY to agree with as many people as you can) 

Bina (musical instrument)

Canta (beautiful song)

Aelda (A warrior one who fight war)

Darienne (silent gift)

Apollina (A gift from apollo)

Instead of a little girl a little boy

More names (since I cant think of any :)

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