Scarlet, a young and beautiful lady carries with her a slender body that every man's eyes will pursue as she walks down the street in the local town. Her long and beautiful red hair weighs down her back with its curls shine under the bright sunlight. Her eyes are as green as an emerald stone, sparkles under her eyelid as she looks at the Roses that are displayed along the Market Street. She walks with a gentle stroll, her chin up, shoulders back and relaxed. Not forgetting her tummy tucked in.
(Image taken from https://openclipart.org/detail/280036/female-hair-profile-silhouette-hearts-red)
Scarlet definitely knows how to carry her posture in public, making sure that there are no signs of weaknesses or vulnerability. Of cause she had to make certain of it, Scarlet Eliza Whitefield is the second daughter of the famous and wealthiest Dr. Alfred Whitefield here in Ascot. Ascot is a town where the rich are extremely rich and the poor toils endlessly to make ends meet. The impoverished (as how the wealthy defines them anyway) struggles to look for scraps worthy to feed their family from the local diners every night. During the icy winter nights, they battle to secure a spot under the Grand Overpass bridge. They would carefully arrange the flattened cardboard boxes on the ground for that night's slumber.
(This is a picture I took of the bridge in Putrajaya, Malaysia)
Just three weeks ago Scarlet stumbled upon a young scrawny boy rummaging through the trash bins at the back alleys of Market Street. The lad was wearing an over sized blue T-shirt, a pair of dirty brown shorts with mismatched flip-flops that he probably picked up from the local dumpster. Scarlet was drawn to the sight of this boy who looks no more than 10 years of age. She wondered what this boy was looking for with such determination. As much as she wanted to drown her compassion for this boy, Scarlet was overwhelmed by what she witnessed.
(Image taken fromhttps://www.marketplace.org/2015/04/03/your-money/making-money-trash)
No longer could she hold back her emotions or the appropriateness of her social status, Scarlet called out to that young boy "Hi there, what is you name?". Caught with surprised the young brown haired boy looked up with his weary eyes towards Scarlet and said " Char..lie .. umm I mean Charlie Hill mam." Instantly he turned his eyes away from Scarlet and looked down as he realized that he spoke to a noble lady. Charlie's father have always warned him not to have any engagement with the upper class. Without giving Scarlet the chance to say another word, Charlie went back to the trash bins to continue his search for treasures with hope that he could find some toys for his little 5 year old sister for her birthday. Scarlet then went on her way towards the library to do some research on the philosophy of science, with hopes that she could meet Charlie again one day.
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