The Lonely Little Candle

After he lost her grandpa, he faced his life alone. Everyday,, Treva went along the street to order his newspapers. His life was like in the big prison. He was very poor boy. He lived in a location where the sides of his house were heaps of rubbishes. It was very uncomfortable.

One day, he looked the announcement about vacancy. He was very enthusiasm and interested with the news. He wanted to get new job. So, he decided to register it. But, because of his appearance, he refused roughly. He was very sad. He tried to be wisely.

Next day, when he was ordering the newspapers, suddenly the rain fell down. He was very afraid to the agency if his newspapers were not sold all.

He decided to continue his work, although, his newspapers were wet all. He tried to order it, but no one respect him.

Noone didn’t want to buy his wet newspapers. He just got bad treatments from his agency. He had to pay debt to the agency.

He went home sadly. He sat on his bamboo bed, he cried and he remembered his grandpa. He thought that he ought to make his dream was reached. He wanted to continue his study and he wanted to be great seller in the future.

However, that only his dream and no one knew what would be happen in the next day.

When he woke up from his sleep, he felt bad condition. He only thought that he had to pay the debt to the agency.

So, he decided to work with bad condition. He went to the agency to take the newspapers, but the agency suspended him.

He was very sad, his tears dropped hardly. He couldn’t say something. So, he went home. Unfortunately, when he was on the way, he felt that his condition worse. He sat on the floor in front of a shop. But the owner expelled him. He guessed that treva would steal something. The owner of the shop kicked him to the way.

Treva didn’t do something. He was very weak, in fact, Treva didn’t eat for two days and he got serious fever because of the rain.

He tried to walk slowly to went home. Because of his condition was worse, he fell down unconsciously. No one cared him.

When someone passed on the way and she looked treva laid on the street, she was sad to look him. So, she carried him to the hospital. The woman was pity with him.

His body was very weak, his face was pale, and he couldn’t say something. He just attempted to say thanks for her that helped him before he inhale the final air.