Winter. The new year was coming. You were preparing a festive table when you heard a knock on the door. You opened it and looked down and saw a little boy who looked like 7 years old. He had an autumn jacket and a scarf. His clothes were wet and he was also barefoot. He sniffed when he looked up at you holding a torn teddy bear in his hands

–H–Hello!... Aunty (uncle)... can you give me some bread?... please!! I am very hungry...