lovelyy one ! ♥

Rosabel trudged downstairs and went into the dusty living room to start cleaning the filthy windows. She was used to getting yelled at and physically abused. Rosabel could hear the other children getting their chakula and although it was never enough to even be called a snack, she still badly yearned for it. Rosabel sighed and fell into a daydream about Michael. This time, she was watching him perform Heal The World from backstage and when Michael started the final chorus, she ran out on stage and Michael picked her up in his arms and held her tight in front of the screaming crowd.

"Rosabel!"
She...