The snow came down, that frozen rainbow when the delicate reds, oranges, and browns fell to the cold frozen ground where the snow now was. Burying them so there was no color or life to be found. I turned the heater on high. My lips chapped, teeth chattering, this was winter.
I wish it would end, I wish it didn't exsist. Cold is just a disease which spreads and ruins beauty. Causes it to wither than disapear. Mother Natures natural evil ruined my life. You want to know why? I'll tell you why it started in the coldest winter in Berkshire County, Massachusetts.
My name is Ty Mayflower and this is a story of my undeniable love with Robert Willtet.
It was September, school just started. The leaves were still green but the air gave me chills. I walked into the classroom. The heaters blasting at you when you walked in. My first period, Science. At least it was an easy class. As the day went on. He stumbled through the door with his black aviators and band t-shirt with boots and Levi jeans. He looked terrible. He was hungover.
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Short StoryTy Mayflower was in love with her best friend who betrayed her, made her happy when she was sad, and sad when she was happy. There love was like no other until there was no love...
