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On Christmas Eve, people walked with happy faces filling the road in the city.

On the road there was a little girl wearing ragged clothes selling matches. "Want to buy matches?" "Mother, buy this match." "I don't need matches, because there are many at home." No one bought a match from the girl.

However, if he comes home without carrying money from the sale of matches, he will be beaten by his father. When will cross the road. Grek! Grek! Suddenly a horse carriage ran fast. "Hyaaa! Look out!" The girl jumped in surprise. At that moment the shoes he wore were released and thrown somewhere. The shoes next to it fell across the street. When the girl intended to go to pick it up, a boy picked up the shoe and ran away. "Wow, I found a good item." Finally the girl barefooted. Around him, matches fell scattered. It can't be sold anymore. If he goes home like this, he cannot imagine how the punishment will be received from his father. It can't be helped, the girl carried the remaining matches, then walked very tiredly. Visible rays of light from the window of a house. When the girl went near her, there was a sound of joyful laughter from inside the house. In the house, which is warmed by a fireplace, and its inhabitants are seen enjoying a delicious Christmas meal.

The girl shed tears. "When mom is still alive, at my house I also celebrate Christmas like this. "From the window, the Christmas tree flickers and the happy children receive lots of presents. Finally the light around the window disappeared, and around it became quiet. Cold snow continues to fall. Shivering in the cold, the girl sat in the snow. The stomach feels hungry and can't move. The girl who was cold, blew her breath into her hands. But, not the slightest warm it. "If I light this match, it might feel a little warm." Then the girl lit a match by scraping it on the wall. Crrrs Then from the flame a warmer appeared. "Oh, it's warm." The girl raised her hand towards the heating stove. When the fire hit the heating stove disappeared. The girl lit the second matchstick. This time from the flame a variety of dishes appeared.

Before his eyes, stood a table filled with warm food. "Wow! Looks good." Then a roast goose floated toward him. But, when he tried to reach out, the fire went out and the dish disappeared. The girl immediately took the lighter, then turned it on again. Crrrs! Suddenly the girl was under a large Christmas tree. "Wow! It's more beautiful than the Christmas tree seen from the window." On the Christmas tree there are many shining candles. "Wow! Very beautiful!" The girl involuntarily stretched out her hand then the matchstick swayed in the wind. However, the candlelight rose into the sky and grew dimmer. Then it turned out to be a very large star.

One of those stars quickly became a switching star. "Wow, tonight someone died and went to God's place,  eah ... When my grandmother was alive, I was told by her." Looking at the sky, the girl thought of her kind randmother. Then the girl lit a candle. Then in the light of fire came the form of Grandma she missed. Smiling, Grandma stuck her hand towards the girl.

"Grandmother!" It was like the dream of the girl jumping into Grandma's arms. "Oh, Grandma, I've been wanting to meet for a long time" "The girl told of the events she had experienced, in the arms of Grandma she loved. "Why did Grandma leave me alone? Don't go again. Bring me away to Grandma's place. "At that time the match burned by the boy went out. "Ah, if the fire dies, Grandma will go too. Like the heating stove and food earlier ..." The girl immediately collected the remaining matches, then rubbed everything. The matchstick burns, and illuminates the surroundings like noon. Grandma hugged the girl tightly. Covered with light, the grandmother and girl went up into the sky slowly.

"Grandma, where are we going?" "To where God is." Both of them are getting higher and higher towards the sky. Grandma said softly to the girl, "When you get to heaven, your mother waits and prepares good food for us. "The girl laughed happily. In the morning. People passing by on the street found a match seller girl lying face down in the snow. "It's bad! This little girl collapsed in a place like this." "Quickly call a doctor!" The people gathered around him all regretted the girl's death. The mother who refused to buy a match last night cried loudly and said, "Poor you, son. If there is no place to go home, I should put it in the house. "The city people held the girl's funeral ceremony in the church, and prayed to God that they do friendliness even to the poor.