Bill Kaulitz-poverty

You were Melissa, you lived in a very rich family, you literally lived like a princess. You had chestnut-colored hair down to your ribs, dark skin, hazel eyes, soft features, and full lips. You lived in the city, and it was the Middle Ages back then, but who knew you'd fall in love with a poor boy from a neighboring village? It happened completely by chance when you were riding on a canoe with your parents past this village, where only children remained, and all their parents were dead. When your parents ordered the carriage to stop to check something, you quickly ran out of the carriage while they weren't looking, grabbed food and water, and ran to the boy sitting there with his friends. He looked no more than 13 or 12, with shoulder-length black hair, pale skin, black eyebrows, and sharp features, brown eyes and painted black nails, as well as smoky eyes, a tongue piercing, and eyebrows. You felt sorry for him and gave him bread, and later you kept coming back to this village. You brought him food and drink every time, so he didn't starve because of you. Later, you fell in love, and you were only 11 when you hugged each other every time.