The troubled

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Raining outside, I stand and realise I have no umbrella, no coat and my hands are shaking; the sudden end of my ten-year relationship broke me to pieces and I now had to walk home in the rain. I forgot Samantha within minutes and I was quite glad to be out of her way; I simply had no interest in trying to converse with someone who was clearly and blatantly ill- mannered. Anyway, I had more important things on my mind. Getting back my boyfriend was my priority and that was all I could think about; he had to come back into my life, he just had to. I had to work out a plan, I had to get him back; that was the only thing on my mind right now. So, I decided that when I got back home I would ring him, I had no clue whether he would answer, I had no clue whether he would want to even try to talk to me, but I at least had to try. I knew I wasn't at fault and I knew there was more to this than he let on ; I could not for a single second believe that '' it wasn't working anymore '' that was his explanation '' I'm sorry Hannah but I can't do this anymore , I know we have been together for a very long time but fact of matter is I meant to end it years ago , I just could not bring myself to hurt you , so I let it continue . Why Hannah, why am I ending it, well I'll tell you, I just fell out of love with you, plain and simple. '' These were his exact words to me last night and right now all they kept doing was repeating and repeating, I guess my mind was a little confused and could not come to terms with his words of '' I fell out of love with you Hannah ''.

I continued my walk home in the rain , another hour it would take me and yet I was already soaked , so stupid was I to forget my coat and my umbrella but you know that nobody in this world is perfect, sometimes people forget things and that was the case today , I forgot my umbrella and coat and now I had to pay for it , my clothes being soaked , my hair sticking to my already wet and teary face and I was inwardly cursing myself for being so utterly stupid and forgetful . There were people walking near to me, covered up nicely, keeping dry and yet I was the only one stupid enough to be walking home in the rain. A few people glanced my way, giving me some odd looks. What were all these odd looks about, I had it in the supermarket, and now whilst I was outside, and to be honest with you it felt like everyone thought me to be a little strange. I guess I was paranoid, and I guess I inwardly believed that even strangers would judge me, maybe I was wrong though and maybe I was interpreting their looks as something more than they were. Maybe, just maybe I was anxious about being judged and not liked, hence affecting my perception of people. Being very shy and self-conscious certainly did not help.

Right now, I was so focused on this self- conscious frame of mind that I nearly missed the little girl by my side. Drenched in rain, and full of pain, I unintentionally ignored her. She was simply standing by my side, with her hands clenched into fists; I could see them closed tightly, almost as if she was quite incredibly nervous. I pondered on this for a second or two, all the whilst looking her way and into her eye's which I could see had been full of tears. To be honest with you, I was kind of confused and could not comprehend her presence. Where was her mum? Where was her dad? Why was she standing next to a lady she did not know? Of course, these were rhetorical questions which were running through my mind right now and I felt I should ask her, so I proceeded to do just that. "Where is your mummy, where is your daddy?" so, I asked the little girl, who looked perhaps 8 or 9. She was walking by my side, coat brought up over her head and all I could see was her eye's directed towards my trainers. They were not looking at me, she just kept looking at my purple trainers. '' How should I know '' was her response as she continues to ignore my glance. "They left me standing, and never came back. ''What do you mean, they left you standing?'' I question her trying to understand the situation further. '' They left me standing and they never returned, and I never understood why '' cried the little girl, hands clenched into fists, '' so I decided I had to walk, I was scared but I had to find someone to turn to. You looked nice so that is why I'm here now, talking to you, what am I supposed to do '' uttered the little girl who was now crying her eye's out, helplessly crying in confusion.

Hannah felt so sorry for this little girl who was all alone and scared without her parents, she took her hand and tried to comfort her with what little strength she had. Her fingers held on and ever so tightly, not even questioning for a second Hannah's kindness; holding on to feel a sense of safety and protection. A few seconds later they arrived at a set of traffic lights, the little girl unzipped her coat and pulled down her hood because at last the rain had decided to stop and it was time for the sun to shine. She turned towards Hannah, eye's directed towards her left cheek whilst Hannah had her eyes on the traffic lights to her right. The lights turned green as the little girl again took Hannah's hand. Walking across the road she asks '' where are we going'' ''We are walking towards my house, it won't be long now, just another ten minutes'' responded Hannah, smiling at the little girl who was clearly unable to give a smile in return. '' I'll take care of you till we work out what to do about your parents. My house is nice and warm, I can make you a hot drink and take care of you''

what is your opinion on Hannah and the little girl ?