by Sasha Fisher
a way to see the true meaning of christmas.
| A stormy winter night bellowed over my chilled body, as the cloudy skies were crowded with dazzling stars peeking out in the night yearning to be seen. As I calmly tilted my head up to the simple scenery held before my small self and my old ragged clothes draped around my slumped shoulders, my boots trudging through the thick, crystal clear snow. |