Meeting Pearl

One day on the other side of the forest a girl named Pearl had also lost her parents in a plague. She was frightened and didn't know what to do. Pearl had lovely black hair, often pulled back in a pony tail. She was also seven years old. Pearl ran through the forest looking for someone to help her. As she was running, she bumped into Goldie who was returning to her stone hut.

"Oh excuse me!" said Pearl. "What is your name?"

"My name is Marigold, but my friends call me Goldie. What is your name?"

"My name is Pearl. I am scared. My parents died in a small plague. Can you help me?" asked Pearl.

"Indeed," said Goldie. "Do you want to be friends? I have a small stone hut; do you want to live there with me?"

And that is how Goldie and Pearl became friends, forest friends.