A little girl alone, afraid, cold, and starving. "Hello... Anyone-" The little girl said with the rest of her strength then collapsed. When she began to feel again she felt warm... And under blankets. The little girl coughed and tried to sit up. "Sweetie don't try that!" An old woman said. The little girl began to cry. "Oh there, there..." The old woman said as she hugged the little girl. After two minutes the little girl fell asleep. The old woman set the little girl in the bed then went to the living room. "Honey...I'm worried about the girl. She hasn't at yet, only sleep! What happens if she never gets her strength back?!" The old woman asked her son Jones ( who is 20 ). "I don't know mom... Well you get some rest... I'll watch her tonight." Jones said as he helped his mom go to her room. As soon as she went in her bed Jones walked to the little girls room. "I hope you get better..." Jones whispered. The little girl opened her eyes and then she whispered," Mom... Dad... Run..." Then the little girl started to cry. "Hey there... Little girl. You ok?" Jones asked. The little girl nodded, hugged Jones, and said," Why are you worried? My parents died in front of me but look, I'm ok... So let me eat." Then the little bit into Jones's neck and sucked some blood.