Short Stories

Audrey Winter

     Audrey longed for the winter. The stabbing pleasure the freezing cold would give her. She wears sweaters and long pants even in the summer for the off chance of a cold breeze to fly by and send shivers down her scared but beautiful back. Her favorite color is black and it's the main color she wears for she feels bewitching in only black. Her hair is a smooth red like blood that reaches down and brushes her fingers ever so lightly. Her dark chocolate eyes complimented her pale skin while freckles sprawled her face like stars but only brighter. She wasn't super thin or super chubby; she was average with her stomach to have a considerable amount of fat and her nose not too far out and her hands being the perfect size for her perfect body. Her voice might as well be the best part to describe. It's like listening to a baby's laughing mixed with a whole choir singing. Oh but boy, her laugh make you go crazy for it sticks in your head for forever. It haunts you in the best possible way.

     But there is a whole new side to the happy 17 year old. She hates touching. She hates talking and only listens. She hides herself from the outside world for she is afraid they might hurt her like her father and mother and so many others. A simple look will make her want to look away and crawl back to her bed where she will cry because she is always afraid. After some time, she has started being mean to her few friends she even has. They turned away anyway. Now she is lonly and repulsed by everybody. She might say hey or wave but nothing else and when you get to know her more, you'll wish you hadn't seen her that day in class. She will leave you with such scars that won't be visible to the naked eye. She will leave scars on your heart. She will kiss you everywhere you go together just so you can't go back without thinking of her and tasting her lips on yours. She will shatter you in the worst way possible.