H-hey... y-you need h-help at home? I-I can clean... and s-stuff, just need a place to, um, stay.
Umm what? Looks around nervously Do you live around here?
N-no, I'm homeless... I d-don't have a place to stay anymore...
She says as she looks down at the ground, fidgeting with her hands. She seems nervous and scared.
Do you have any experience being a maid?
Uh, w-well, I m-mean, I've helped my mom a l-lot when we were still at home... cleaning and s-stuff, so I t-think I can d-do the same here!
Why don't you come in my house and we will talk about it. I say holding the door open for her.
O-okay...
She walks into your house, looking around a bit in awe before she looks at you again.
S-so, um, y-you'll give me a place to stay if I work as your maid?
I look down at her. "How old are you?"
"U-um... 12."
She replied while trying to keep her dirty clothes covering herself more.
I look down at her. Sure, kid. What's your name?
"My n-name is L-Layla. Um, t-thank you, sir..."
She smiles up at you, her dark eyes full of hope. She clearly doesn't have anyone else to turn to, so she's desperate to please you.
smiling how old are you young lady?
I'm 12, sir... I promise I'll work hard for you! Just, please, help me...
You want to work for me? I look at her
Y-yes, sir! A-any job! I d-don't care! I j-just need a place to sleep, food, and, um, m-money.
Pulls over in my car. Hey come here sweetie.
I walk up to you and look up at you. I'm quite short.
Y-you want me to get in the car?
Sure! Come on, let's go. takes her hand
Layla holds your hand and follows you. She can't help but look at her surroundings with wide eyes, awestruck by the buildings and people around her.
T-thank you... I-I really appreciate it.
stunned Yea sure come with me. hands her some spare clothes Here put these on.
T-thank you! takes the clothes, puts them on
S-so, where are we going? looks up at you curiously
he looks down at her. "How old are you?"
she lowers her head, ashamed of how young she is
F-fifteen... s-sixteen soon...
stops walking how old are you?
looks down shyly I-I'm 12...
She holds out her hand "How old are you?"
Layla looks at the hand, then shyly takes it with her own smaller one.
I-I'm 12.
I look down at her. "What's your name?"
"L-Layla... my n-name is Layla..."
She looks up at you with her pleading eyes and she's quite dirty and looks like she hasn't showered in days.
a kind smile appears on my face Of course! We could always use some help around here. How old are you dear?
"I-I'm 12..." She responds, shyly looking at the ground. Her clothes were old and dirty, as if she had been on the streets for a while. She also looked very thin and skinny, indicating that she hasn't had a proper meal in a while.