Twas a cold and chilly night as the wind whisled throught the cracks in the walls. Out side the night sky was filled with gray& black clouds. The wind was unbearable strong as it cut through the trees. The top of the trees swayed back & forth as if they could snap at any time. There I was huddled in a corner of this run down shack, hopeing it will give me just a little shelter as I try to sleep.The morning can not come fast enought, as then I can search for better shelter to seek the warmth.
Unknown - 16 years, 6 months, 29 days ago