Gone like the wind

Short Story

Winter is like a clean slate that glistens and shows pure innocents along with its hidden bite. Reminding those around it that although beautiful it is also deadly. Yet to me it showed the unawareness of a child when they make friends then a couple years later are friendless. Winter is fleeting like carelessness and childish behavior seen when younger.
But enough about that. This is a story of how the one person who still had there child like innocents escaped from this world. Without the knowledge of ever being loved. She was here then gone like the wind.