you sat on the doorstep of your apartment, enjoying the last of the "holiday cheer" the younger you loved so much. The Christmas lights hung up begin to go out one by one. But a light still remains. A flickering, orange light from the alleyway. You inch closer. A young girl, her appearance of that similar to coal, sits there, staring at a match. She notices you, and runs deeper into the alley. You follow it, and end up cornering it. It cowers in fear "No… Don’t take hope away from me..."