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Fire warms my body. I sit on the cold stone, slowly growing warm. Relaxing for the first time in hours. Everyone laughs around me. People drink hot chocolate and grow warm. Laughter echos still. Anyone can see that this is a place of joy and harmony. Can I stay here forever, in this ski lodge? Even my toes are beginning to thaw.
Face flushed, choking, I crawl my way out of the overflowing river. Lakes had been so much easier to manage, why had I considered this to be just as easy? Others had warned me against trying to swim across, but I didn't hear. Or rather, I didn't want to hear. Deep breaths fill my lungs, a welcome relief I never thought I'd feel again.
Dawn seems so far away here, as night approaches. Unconsciously, a shiver crawls up my spine. Somehow, I know that I may not make it through to tomorrow. Knights in shining armor are replaced by nights full of darkness and apprehension.
Stories, waiting to be told, physically visible in the form of a mark. Can you bear to hear the cause? Are you willing to suffer with me as I tell you? Remember, once you have heard my story, you will be entwined with a part of my life forever.
People look on all sides, but what do they really see? Anything can be there, but what do we miss? Nothing is always there, so what isn't around? Or, what can we not see by refusing to look? Really, I seem to be talking a little out of my element. Anyone can come up with big philosophies without looking all the way around. Maybe we should broaden our outlook. All things in our sights, we can achieve anything!
Boy, do I hate these. Lovely day comes along, and it’s ruined by a pimple. Everyone has felt the anger and disappointment. My first thought is always, “What do I do?” I never know how to handle it, however. Somehow, I panic to try and cover it up. How do I make it through the day with that stupid red thing taking over my face?
Suddenly, the girl shook. Lately, she had been feeling extremely cold. Everyone around her seemed warm, why wasn't she? Even she could tell something was up. Very curious, this predicament was. Even though she was so perceptive to notice the problem, she couldn't see she needed some sleeves on her shirt.
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