Doves on a Snowy Night
One Day, Lotus, or my character, was taking a walk through Misty Woods on a snowy night. It was silent except for the singing grasshoppers and the rustling of the wind. White snowcrystals sprinkled all over my long straight black hair and white furry coat. I was walking through the fresh fallen snow on Christmas Eve thinking about my first semester at high school. Being a freshman was challenging, but fun with new friends. But what I was thinking of most, was the choice I made in breaking up with my first love. He was cute with his curly hair and glasses...strong and great at football...romantic...any girl's dream, except for his easy anger and his history of going through girls quickly...but he was nice and funny. He was my hercules...I'd have to say. I'm still in love with him, but I just didn't...want to be like his other girls he's gone through. Didn't want him to be the one wondering if it was the right choice.
