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I looked up at the sky. The clouds clung to each other like a flock of penguins on one of the worst winter nights, but the clouds were compleatly white and smooth as the snow glided down like feathers falling from heaven. I batted my eye lashes to prevent the snow from enetering my gold gray eyes that held nothing but lonlieness. My heart ached each shivering step as I trembled from the cold. There was nothing but snow the blank emotionless snow and the only thing that ruined it's unconditional beauty was my heavy boot footprints. I gripped a hand around the silver chain on my neck as I breathed out a shacky breath. I heard the crowd cheering on a fight. It was probably just some drunken men in a angry fude over some petty argument. However something compelled me to look as I got closer my hand stuffed in my pockets and my scraf pressed around my neck. I struggled to see the two people and when I finally saw the pitiful sight in front of me I gasped. The roaring crowd grew louder as a man walked around with a hat full of money. I recognised the man who stood in the centre of the crowd fighting what looked like a boy around my age and I saw the sharp puch he gave the boy. My eyes widened. 'U... Uncle...' I shivered. 'What are you doing fighting...' I shouted over the crowd.