For my next sim I chose the prompt Greed.
Meet The Little Match Girl.
The Little Match Girl was sent out into the cold to sell matches on New Year's Eve. Unfortunately, she didn't sell any and even though she was freezing and had lost her slippers, she was afraid to go home because her greedy father would beat her for not bringing him any money. Don't cry little girl!
Trying to warm herself, she starts lighting her matches and sees wonderful visions in the flames, including that of her Grandmother who had passed away.
"But in the corner, at the cold hour of dawn, sat the poor girl, with rosy cheeks and with a smiling mouth, leaning against the wall--frozen to death on the last evening of the old year. Stiff and stark sat the child there with her matches, of which one bundle had been burnt. "She wanted to warm herself," people said. No one had the slightest suspicion of what beautiful things she had seen; no one even dreamed of the splendor in which, with her grandmother she had entered on the joys of a new year." - The Little Match Girl by Hans Christian Andersen



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