A little girl was wandering about the street on the New Year's Eve, lonely and helpless. She was cold, but she didn't dare to take out one match to warm herself up. Because she didn't sell one match and didn't even earn one penny. She was scared of being beaten by her father. After a long walk, she sat finally against a corner of the wall. Since she was cold and hungry, she was under the illusion. At first there was a big stove. Then was the roast goose. The third came the Christmas tree. The fourth came her grandma. The fifth time her grandma took her away, flying high in the sky.
The next day, the little girl freezed to death, passing away on the New Year's Eve.