Wednesday Writing 7
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12/14/16
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Snow
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Soft. Beautiful. Calming. It fell from the clouds gently or in fast little bursts, the wind causing slight changes in the direction of the snowfall. The night sky look purple and orange, not its usual dark blue. And where were you? Inside, enjoying it from a warmer point of view. Snow was always beautiful to you; you loved watching it lay a soft white blanket over the world, protecting it in a layer cold. It was so pretty how it fell over branches of trees, giving them just a small touch up for the wintery season. The world always felt pure and nee whenever the snow fell, making you feel childlike and giddy. But you only ever had one complaint:
Why did it have to be so cold?
YOU ARE READING
Wednesday Writings
Teen Fiction(Probably the only story I'll update *consistently*) Just a small collection of short little blurbs that I'll update on Wednesdays (cause I like the alliteration) and they can be deep, not so deep, everything. It's a way for me to let emotions out a...
