In the Snow I See a White Shadow

What I saw That Day

I remember it like it was yesterday, it was the fourteenth of December, the snowstorms that year was the worst my town had seen in decades it was so cold and unforgiving that year.

I was at school when the incident happened, my school was a very old school that was built in front of The Howling Forest when the town was founded. The teachers would scare us away from there by telling us it was haunted or if we'd get lost they wouldn't come and our souls would be trapped forever in the forest. Of course, some kids would be dared by other kids but they would all chicken out or be caught by a teacher.

Throughout the years I had been picked on for being really short and easily sick plus I was a pushover when I was young so I soon learned to stay away from others often.

But one day everyone in the class got all their items packed up and teachers helped bundle the kids up to go out into the storm and walk to the gym with all the other elementary classes. A huge storm was coming closer and the weather report had greatly underestimated how big it would be. The school was letting kids out early and many teachers were scrambling trying to get all the kids home as fast as they could, which meant I was trapped in a room with people who picked on me with no way to avoid them and no help from teachers. That day I was very scared of the snowstorm that I was shaking so much. I was trying to hide in the corner to avoid others' gaze and I kept myself thinking it would all be okay when I get home. The teachers were too busy with everything that I didn't want to bother them but I wish I had as some of the bullies came over.

They came over and spoke to me like I was a toddler and said things like "Awww does someone need their mommy to bring your milk," with a condescending tone. Even though their insults were awful I couldn't hold back my tears and I felt overwhelmed, and claustrophobic I felt like the room was closing in and I couldn't take it anymore.

I felt like I couldn't breathe I had to leave, at the corner of my eye I saw an opening to the exit door. I ran as quickly as I could out the door still crying without caring how cold the snow and air was, I only wanted to get away from there, and without any concern, I ran into The Howling Forest alone. As I ran the voices of the bullies, the other students, and the teachers faded away, all I heard was the sound of my cries and the forest's loud howling wind.