Slice of Life #2

The wind howled as it drifted through the bare branches of the trees. The ground squished, by a thick layer of ice. Silhouettes of people wrapped up warm dotted the landscape. The sun had quickly faded under the horizon as the car pulled up the road. Rusted brakes screeched it to a halt. He knew he had to get inside quickly if he wanted them to survive. He clutched a bag in one hand and ran up the icy stairs. Struggling slightly to open the frozen gate, a tear dropped from his face. Finally the gate swung open. He leaped forward with his front foot and slammed it shut with the other. He pressed his cold fingers against the doorbell. A light flickered on in the house. A smile crept along the boys face. A soft glow turned on inside and a rugged man came to the door. Heat drifted from the house, and the boy hurried in. He was safe from the cold.

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