It
was a bitterly cold night. It
was raining heavily. Sally
was walking along the empty road and tears
were running down her face. She
reached a street lamp and stopped there.
She
had nowhere to go to, no one to stay with ... nothing! She was soaked to the skin but this
didn't seem to bother her. Suddenly she
felt a gentle tap on her shoulder. Suprised, she
turned around. In the pale yellow light she
saw a stranger. He
was wearing clothes as black as night, but his face
was kind and calm.
She had nowhere to go to, no one to stay with ... nothing!
Nie musiała donikąd iśc, nikt z nią nie został ... nic!
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edytowany przez klemens001: 15 sty 2014