Chapter six

Your little sister needs some shoes, the ones she has are already worn out and the soles are broken ...

You don't even have money to eat and that overwhelms you, you think she deserves more, much more ... and you're right, you don't deserve this.

Your tears fall down your cheeks and you hug her.

"I'm sorry," you whispered several times.

She pulled away from you and wiped your cheeks.

"I love you," she said back and then hugged you tighter "I don't need them" she spoke again.

That made you break down in tears.

She is so small, but so big at the same time, you envy her for being so strong ...

For that little girl you are her hero ... you don't know it.

What will she think of you? You question yourself, and you always answer negatively, but that little girl loves you, she just said it ...

You don't know what to do, your despair grows every minute that passes.

Your experience in a job other than selling yourself is as scarce as your age.