A shape moved through the dark streets. It was terrible cold and it was snowing. The shape slowly came closer...It was a little girl. Her clothes were dirty, and she had no shoes. Some time ago she had slippers. Unfortunately, she lost them. Her shoes were once her mother's. But they were so big. One day, when she was running across a street, they fell off. The snow was falling from the beautiful winter sky...It was New Year's Eve.