The little match girl lights another match. Then an amazing thing happens. Her grandmother is standing in front of her! She is wearing a white nightgown. "Oh, Grandma, I miss you so much!" cries the little girl. Quickly the little girl lights another match. She doesn't want to lose her grandmother. Her grandmother smiles at the little girl. Her eyes are warm and kind. The little girl runs to her and hugs her. "Stay with me! I don't want to be lonely and cold again!" The little girl lights the rest of the matches. "Grandma, take me with you!” the little girl cries. "When the match goes out, you will go away. You will go away like the warm stove, the nice turkey and the beautiful Christmas tree!" Grandmother holds up the little girl. Together they fly so high, so high! Next morning the sun shines on the cold street. "Poor little girl!" say the people. The little match girl is dead. She died on New Year's Eve. But there is a smile on her face. Maybe her smile says, "I saw wonderful things. They were great. Now I am in a place of no cold and no hunger."