It was christmas Eve. It was cold and it was snowing. A little boy, whose name was John, had lost his parents one day because they while they were driving, a car had hit his parents' car and they died in the accident.
After that, John lived with his old grandmother. After 6 years, his grandmother died because she was very old. The boy was only 6 years old when his grandmother died.
Then, the boy lived in a box in the town. He was very poor and he tried to sell things in the street, but no one wanted to buy the things.
So, because the people didn't buy the things, he decided to go to people's homes to sell the things, but again, they didn't buy anything.
That night on the same day, he went for a walk and he saw the people eating and being happy. He went to one house and he asked if they could give him something to eat but they said no. He went to 1,2,3,4,5,6, houses and every time, they said no again. Next, he went to another house and he asked them and they said 'yes'! John was very happy about this.
The next morning, this family went to find John and they asked him if he wanted to come to live with their family and the boy said, yes!
And so, the boy and the family were happy together !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Merry Christmas!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Mary Besi D2 Neon Aegina
