StrangerNora was hiding her face in her arms and sitting on the chair hugging her legs, it was old rustic small house where she was living alone from previous four years. The planks of the house seemed as sad as her, it was beginning of the November and the house was out of any woods for keeping it warm, she has learned from the old uncle how to run the house alone before he fell seriously sick and died on a gloomy evening.There were few letters on the table which she received every after three months enfolding some money in it which was enough for a bare living, she cannot buy new dress on the Christmas with the few pennies. With these she could only drag her life and live in this deserted place, the town was on some distance but not too far that she could walk by herself when she needed to buy something. Today was her sixteenth birthday and she was waiting for the parcel which would include some money and good wishes, there were lo
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