• The flush of the overwhelming cold was too much for me to bear. My boyfriend had broken up with me and didn't bother to drive me home. The feeling inside of me was so heavy and weighing upon my shoulders. It was the dead of winter, very rarely wold you see the average kid playing games on the street. As I turned the corner onto North Wellington Lane, i saw a figure ahead of me. It stood perfectly still, as if in a daze. Uncommon in the figure's ways, every now and then i would see the occasional shiver of the figure's body. I went up behind it and touched it's shoulder. As if in shock the figure turned and looked my way. I gasped now seeing the details in the thing I now layed my eyes upon. Backing away, I saw the eyesockets where the eyes should have been with beatles crawling out.