I slam the door as loud as I can, my rage burning through my veins like fire. I hear screams for me to return, but I block the screeching voice from my ears.
I walk quickly down the stairs, which stink of rubbish, and run into the heavy red door. It makes a huge thump as I smack into it with my shoulder. I can feel the pain shooting up my arm, but I dont care.
I begin to run.
Im running faster than I ever have before.
My throat is stinging from the cold air, my legs aching like cracked, rotten table legs. I am running purely on the power of my own rage.
And just as quickly as a fire spreads through a baking hot forest, my ene
The snow fell silently to the ground, covering everything in a soft white coat. Despite the sun not being present, it wasn't all that dark, the moon made sure of that. It glistened off the white blanket over the city.
To some, this was going to be a lot of fun, playing in the snow, but to most, it would be a horrid inconvenience.
Her pretty little head woke before the alarm went off. She rubs her eyes, and glares out the window. Urgh. Snow.
Today will be annoyingly cold, she thought.
She showers, and gets dressed. Her thick tights still won't be enough against the cold, so she digs out some leg warmers to wear too. Despite having a thick