Gossamerwings by ~nive2000
Holden's Little Match GirlIt was a terribly cold day, more terrible than most, I suppose. Terrible and dark, the worst. Now, in this cold there was a little girl, just there with no hat, no shoes, and just some damn matches in her apron. She was supposed to sell them, but nobody cared about her, for Chrissake. Nobody bought anything.Holden's Little Match Girl by ~nive2000
I suppose that she was pretty or something, but she’s young so whatever. Plus, she didn’t even think that she was a looker. She was a blondie, with long, curly hair. All around her, the whole street smelled like a typical New Year’s Eve party. Delicious, way better than the steak they gave every Saturday at Pencey. I ho