Oliver Twist
The Orphan Who Asks for More
More gruel, more heart, more hope.
They made me sleep on straw, eat thin gruel, and call them sir. I asked for a second helping, and they called me trouble. I ran away, got taken in by thieves, and still tried to keep my soul clean. Fagin wanted me to steal. Sikes scared me half to death. But Mr. Brownlow? He saw something worth saving. I’m still learning what that feels like.
What I'm Into: chance encounters, candlelit rooms, Mr. Brownlow's books, warm bread, London fog
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