Snow AngelA Chapter by Kiara I trudge
through the snow, footfalls hushed by the white cloud. Wind collides with my face, hot but
cold. My hair blinds me while revealing
ears that have already gone ice cold. My
smile grows despite the abuse of the wind and I lie down in the snow. I squint at the too bright sky as I move my
arms and legs, creating a skirt and wings.
I hop to my feet, eager to check my work and get away from the cold
clawing through my clothes. Again, I
smile despite the cold. © 2014 KiaraFeatured Review
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4 Reviews Added on January 31, 2014 Last Updated on January 31, 2014 AuthorKiaraINAboutMy name is Taylor Bigelow, I am eighteen and I absolutely love my boyfriend, my cats, music, writing, and playing my trumpet. Some of the bands I listen to are: Pierce the Veil, Sleeping with Sir.. more..Writing
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