Nowhere to Go

Maybe it is just the way the wind blew, or the faint noise of snow falling to the ground, but it was cold. It was freezing. I hugged my knees and wrapped the one blanket I had tightly around my feet. Out of my WHOLE body, my feet were the coldest, even though they were the most wrapped up! New York was a bad place to be a homeless teen.

That day taught me a lesson : Life is precious. All those memories, don't let them fade. Even the bad ones, they are dear, almost as dear as the very breath you have been given. Even though the pain was beyond awful, the worst thing of all, was that I thought I was dying.