Nola_Likes_Granola
I was running.
As fast as I could.
The snow on the icy ground was making my small feet go numb.
My feet were slowing their pace as I looked at the many cars speeding across the slippery road.
I was in rags. The torn clothes barely covering my frail body.
There was a variety of buildings lining the sidewalks farther than I could see.
Soon after, I continued running but not before I slipped on the snowy gray cement.
I tried to scream but no noise came from my muted throat.
It wasn't long before my vision went red and I faded from consciousness.