I open the door and
whoosh!
A cold burst of wind greets me.
Walking around the neighborhood,
I try to outrun it.
But wherever I go, it follows.
I pull my scarf more tightly around my neck and sigh.
It seems that I have company.
whoosh!
A cold burst of wind greets me.
Walking around the neighborhood,
I try to outrun it.
But wherever I go, it follows.
I pull my scarf more tightly around my neck and sigh.
It seems that I have company.
This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.
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