It's not to cold outside

A random story until i get into a poem mood.

The chilly wind drunkenly swirls the colourful leaves into scattered and disorganized piles. Inky black trees groan and shake off their oppressing garments. A young girl of about four,  clad in clothes that seem a little overused, strolls through. A woman calls out to her and ushers her inside. Scolding her girl of the temperature outside. The smell of warmth and heat makes the little ragged cottage seem homier. The girl takes off her gloves and looks out at the Germany scenery. The girl breaks out of her daydream with a start. Looking around,the girl much older now, seeming slightly depressed that she's in ordinary Oklahoma.

 

'At least It's not to cold to go outside though.'

Author's Note

Please tell me what you think. It's a really quick dabble just before I go to school so ignore minor grammar mistakes. I think I overused 'the girl' though

Reviews

[Moon]

Very nice Kira! Even though, Oklahoma is a sucky state lol! Not much happens here.