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God it’s freezing, I feel the chill in my bones. I try to pull the tattered and torn comforter tighter around me. I flip the blanket up over my head and cover my face hoping my breath will warm me up. It doesn’t help. I feel like I am breathing recycled air that has had all the oxygen stripped from it. Great, know I have a mouth hair also. Slowly, I slid my hand up to my lips and pick the long red strands of unmanageably curly hair out of my mouth. Drawing my arm back around my chest, I plac...

You just appeared one day Through a dark and hazy room I tried to reach you through the haze But you where cold and did not recognize me Just an unfulfilled relationship I was barricaded and barred I held you on a higher level I craved your attention You continued to supress my passions You lowered me to the bottom rung Even through all the affinity and affection I have for you I could never make it enough Maybe it is I that am unworthy To stand in the shining light of your love I guess I sho...

God it's freezing. I try to pull the tattered and torn comforter tighter around me. It's dirty and it smells pretty bad too, kind of musty. It has gotten wet so many time and laid out in the sun to dry that the color is so faded you can hardly see the celestial print on it anymore. The wind is blowing so hard it sounds like it is howling under the bridge. I got up and moved closer to the end of the bridge. I keep slipping on the ice, I'm gonna slide all the way down this concrete wall. It is...

I remember the first time he asked me to go to work with him. I didn't want to, I hated being in the same room as him. Besides it was cold outside and really late. I started to complain but my mother quickly shut me up. She Said " Heather go get dressed, if you help him it won't take all night, and I don't to be up all night waiting for him to call for me to pick him up." Damn, I shouldn't even be up this late I have school in the morning, now she wants me to go to the Legion and help him cle...

"Here take this" Tone said.I think, "fuck this is it, this is big. He really trusts me now." He shoves the wadded up shirt in hands. I could feel it, hard, cold, through the rolls of fabric. I knew what it was. I knew I shouldn’t take it. But I craved his attention and affection, so I did. I wanted to belong to his little group, his gang or posse if you will. I wantged to feel accepted by them, like I was one of them. I took the bundle. "Where the hell am I supposed to put it." "just put it s...