It's cold out, I can see the wisps of air coming from my open mouth. It's beautiful, winter. I'm happy with my name, I was named after the most amazing time of year. Family's are all snuggled together in their cozy houses, loving each other and the feeling of warmth wrapped around them. I much prefer the cold though, it's exhilarating. I like winter but I don't like family so I also dislike winter. It's a time for family to show their love and appreciation towards each other, but if you have no family then what? What should you do during this chilly season if you have no one to love? I haven't figured it out yet, I'm just living. For now, that's enough for me. I'm satisfied, but am I? There's something, something I need to find. I don't know if I ever will, but I'll go on searching and acting as if I know exactly the reason I was put on this earth. The cold is my favorite kind of weather, I blend in with it. I'm just as cold if not more.
Snow crunches under my feet, a nice sound that compliments the cold air well. That compliments my cold heart perfectly.
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Oh shit. This is depressing, yes?
Question for this chapter- What's your favorite thing to do when you're bored?
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