She's cute isnt she biggrin Im working for her xP
The sound of feet clashing into the soft powdery snow filled the forest.. It was so quiet.. so cold.. The birds didnt bother chirp with quiet night.. The foxes stayed in there wholes, Not to peep out on this unholy night. Is it suppose to be unholy? No.. This was the day He was born.. It was a Holy day.. But not for some.
Her feet kept running.. The snow did not bother the little girls feet to much.. Even though all she wore was a white dress.. No shoes.. No jacket.. No hat. But then she stopped.
The cold Did get to her.. her small body shivered, her breathe released from her mouth in huffs.
"Help me.." She managed to say with her tears, freezing before they hit the powdery ground.
"HELP ME!" She screamed again, this time, something els was heard in the forest. Another slow walking footstep apeared as a trail behind a shaded dark figure walking toward the girl.
"Snow Angels arnt suppose to be out of bed.." The figure said
"tsk tsk.. Thinking you could get out on such a holy day.."
He walked over to the young girl who was frozen with fear, her little feet moved though.. she started running before the shaded figure came to her.
"HELP ME" she screamed again running.. Running though the Dead forest, No bird chirped.. No fox peeped out of its whole.. the trees did not move through the harsh snowy winds. The only sound in the still world were their foot steps.. clashing against the powdery ground. There was nothing Holy about this night for her.. She had disobeyed.. She left the Warmth of her cell into the harsh snowy day.. Time has stopped.. She was the only one awake from the sleep.. Her tiny feet fell to a stop, huffing again she looked back to see the shaded figure only 10 small steps away.
"GO AWAY" She shouted with her warm tears flying off her face as she started running again.. Heading towards what she wanted to be her Paradise.. she wanted to be saved..
The little girl then saw a light, she ran faster huffing.. But inback of her the wicked smile only smiled.
"Yes.. Snow angel.. Yes.. Run to the light.. There you go.. go faster.."
THe little girl looked back, thinking she should stop but her tiny feet kept clattering to the snow, and she fell through the light.. Only to be embraced by more darkness.. her tears swallowed by snow.. her body freezing..
"Snow angel.. it is time to go home.." Said a voice..
The little girl tried to fight back but it felt as if the pressure of the world was on her body.. so she gave up.. the little girl layed down.. shut her eyes.. and fell asleep.. forever.
Time will stop on our holy day.. for only a few moments.. we will not know it either.. And the snow angel will come again.. asking for someone to take her away.. from her horrid unholy dream. Her whispers fill the wind in our ears on snowy nights.. you can hear her.. her crying huffs for breath.. " help me.."
