Esmeralda has escaped from the Notre Dame.

It's Christmas Eve.

It's so cold.

That were the first words that crossed my mind when I was going outside.

It was very dark.

And there wasn't a soul in the streets.

I was lonely again.

I know this should give me troubles.

But I couldn't hold on there.

It was Christmas Eve.

There were so many people in the Notre dame.

They were full of joy.

Cause tonight it was the night of the Savior's birth.

They were blessed.

They didn't know anything.

They had never felt loneliness.

They didn't knew what hunger was.

They were warm and save.

And I?

I was a fool.

I didn't belong to the people.

I was just a gypsy.

And everyone hated me.

The snow was falling down.

And I walked and walked.

I didn't know that this was the worst thing.

I was alone on Christmas Eve.

My parents were dead.

And if I should see Frollo right now,

I was dead too.

The words were in my mind.

Come on, don't cry, I said to myself.

It didn't work.

I was crying.

'I thought that you were strong, Esmeralda', I said loudly.

I wasn't that strong.

What was that?

I saw anything.

I saw something that was red.

I took it from the ground.

It was a rose.

But it has lost some leaves.

I fell to the ground.

This was the end.

Dead on Christmas Eve.

Frozen with only a rose in my hand.

I couldn't fight any longer.

I was tired.

I was so cold.

And it was hurting so much.

I lay down and I tried to sleep.

But when I closed my eyes, I saw suddenly a light.

It was so white, I couldn't see anything.

I was scared.

'What do you want from me?' I said.

'Don't give up, my little child.', the voice said.

'I know that your way is hard. But just hold on.'

And it was all gone.

What was this?

Was this an angel?

I couldn't explain, but I was full of love.

And I found the strength to go on.

So I started walking and walking.

And I found a way to sneak into the Notre Dame.

I was save.

Here,

In the House of God.

Here,

In the Notre dame.

Here,

On Christmas Eve.