Frozen in the snow

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Crystal's Pov (again not sorry); I don't even know which way is home. I'll I know is I ran out Riley's door and passed the cars lined up in the drive way... And soon the cars on the street washed from view. Heavily snowing I headed for what way I thought was home. I somehow ended up in the park... I knew this place... I learned how to skateboard in the summer with Riley and in the winter we would build snow people a whole village or even one... But for some reason we never called them snowmen... They were people in our eyes... As we got older we still did that stuff... I remember trying to skateboard in the winter and breaking my wrist. I was so dumb when I was with Riley. I sit and look at the tree I fell out of and lean against the cold bench and see the swings where we talked about life... I know its crazy but this place is home to me... Before I know it everything is black...

Riley's Pov: Oh god... I don't know if she realized what she had done... But before I knew it she was out of there... Gone like a light... I had to talk to her... Had to... All these years and she does this... I admit back in the day it was just Crystal and I surviving on what the world gave us... It all fell apart when I became friends with Carrie... I couldn't tell you why I took Carrie in as my best friend...I... Think I did it to hide my feelings for Crystal... I couldn't be with her... She was straight... I was pan... I remember Christmas without her... It hurt... It was our favorite holiday... Where is she? I am looking everywhere whilst Christmas music plays softly... It's drowned by my thoughts... About making ginger bread man. Eating gumdrops and having fun... I grabbed my coat and decided to check outside... I started walking toward her house... The street lights illuminating the dark snowy streets. I somehow end up at our park... The park where we did everything together... There was a huge snow drifts everywhere... I remember all the good times... Then I spot it... Her light purple and blue hair... I run over to her... Is she awake? Dead?... I hear breathing and scratch out dead... "Crystal?" I ask softly... I need to call 911 this is ridiculous how long has she been here?

"911 what's your emergency?"...

To be continued...

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