When Robert was nine, he found a girl and he named her Faith. He might or Might not use his faith he found.
Robert | Age:9
"My, my. A little girl. How old are you?",He said.
The little girl looked up at him in his coat. The snow fell down to ground. The little girl wraped in a thin cloth with a few holes in it.
"I-i don't know.",The girl said.
"Stand up and let me guess how old you are.",He said holding out his hand.
The girl looked at his ungloved hand and then to him. He nodded his head and she reached out to it. He help her up and she stood a few inches under his head. He took off his hood and measured her hieght to his.
He smiled and said,"Your name is Faith, now, and you're - years old. You're job is to be my friend/sarvent."
Faith | Age:Unknown
"Mother told me 'Not to leave her.' Father said to me 'Mother'll leave you.' But I don't remember my father at all. But she did leave me. It was so long ago since I've seeing my mother.",The girl said to herself as she wraped herself with a thin cloth she found in a near by garbage.
My life seems senseless. I could find a warm place for winter. But that seems pointless. The girl thought.
"- A little girl. How old are you?",Nine-yr-old Robert said.
A voice? She thought and she looked up to see who it was. He's wearing a fur coat,I think. He most be wealthy. He just wants to look,ask and leave.
"I-i don't know.",She said.
"Stand up and let me guess how old you are.",Robert said holding out his hand.
He's asking me to get up? But why? She thought and looked at his ungloved hand and looked at his eyes. He nodded and she reached out and held it. His hand is so warm. Is this what warmth feels like?
He smiled and said,"Your name is Faith, now, you're - years old. You're job is to be my friend/sarvent."
He gave me a name and he told me what he guessed about my age and now I have a job. I could feel this evil inside him. But I don't care. As long as I have a life. She thought and looked at his sweet-yet deceiving-smile.