Rowdy-Levi

    The cold wind blows through the dark sky. Her hair sweeps over her face and blurs her vision. The sound of the leafs rolling around the floor like ballerina dancers echo through her ears. The bright lights of cars break through the barrier made of the hair covering her eyes. She adjust her hair and peers at the moon. Her bright blue eyes shone in the moonlight, her thick black hair starts to turn white in the presence of the newly falling snow. Motionless to all scenery around her, her body starts to go limp. The sound of her body hitting the floor cracks the silence that fell upon this cold winter night. Sounds of dogs, and cats irrupt,