So yeah... It's story time for all you random people out there who read these stories and what not! *puts on a robe and hat and blows a bubble pipe opening up her big book of randomness*
ONCE UPON A STORMY BLIZZARD NIGHT, IN A CITY. ..
(unless you live in like California or somewhere that doesn't snow, sorry! XD For the sake of this just look at a snow globe. And if you don't have one... um TOILET PAPER and throw it on your roof. Little pieces. And there you go. If no toilet paper..... Go out and buy some. If no toilet paper money, sale something on ebay and get your lazy bum off the device you are reading this on! >o< Sorry
Getting carried away)
Anyways, there was a lonely poor young girl, about the age of 13 (maybe a little older IDK!). Her father, that was abusive to her (due to alcohol abuse) had recently kicked her out in the snow, drunk as usual. The girl's name was Fire. (If you have a character named fire, please forgive me. ;^; ).
As she walked through the ever piling snow that seemed to hit her in the face, from every step she took, it seemed like it was getting colder and colder. At this moment, it was Christmas Eve night, many people were at dinner having their fun, but Fire was getting colder and colder, shivering from the little clothes she had on. As she breathed on her hands to warm them, she saw her breath, but it was only a temporary warmth that faded as she walked on.
Fire passed by houses looking inside them to see happy families eating their dinner. There was turkey, Stuffing, and all sorts of starches, vegetables. and pies, were seen as her mouth began to water. She hadn't eaten, but a few pieces of bread she had stolen from the kitchen, her stomach growled angrily without shame. When one of the families had seen her standing in their window they simply shooed her away closing their curtain. She continued to walk on, hands in her jacket's pocket, that seemed to be torn slightly still trying to warm her hands. What surprised her the most was to find a pocket full of matches.
When she took them out, to her dismay, a wind blew out of nowhere, blowing them in the empty city street. She ran to the street to fetch them, but little did she know a truck was in the pursuit of hitting her. When she finally got the matches, the next thing she heard was the sound of a truck's boisterous, loud honk. HOOOOOONNNNK! HOOOONK! She stood in the street, as if she were a deer in head lights. She closed her eyes, knowing this may be her last time alive.
BUT ALAS! (Uh oh...)
There was a bright shining light as she gets picked up from where she stood into the air. Fire opened her eyes, and was amazed to see that she was more than 15 feet off the ground from the city buildings. Amazingly enough, she hadn't noticed she was being carried until she looked up. This person or thing had golden feathered wings. It was an angel.
TO BE CONTINUED MAYBE NEXT CHRISTMAS! XD *insert evil laughter* Muahaha! *cough cough*