Its dark and cold and u can hear echoes behind each door, doors you dear not open even though u once loved each door and went back so many times u cant remember just because u felt a little cold and the rooms warmed u but now the rooms just make u colder. The laughs don't seem fun anymore they seem like they are mocking you. You want the laughs that seemed so pleasant now seem horrible to stop you want the warmth back but how? You dont want to throw everything away you still love and care about them. You sit in the cold until u die from frostbit or you leave that hallway and close it off until you have a new sweater to keep you warm
