crimsonkennedy

Shh The sky was dreary. The light was swallowed by the angry gray clouds. The shade of gray matched her dress which although short, billowed with the chilling breeze that swept across the campus. She gripped her dark pea coat tightly to her chest as she hurried to class. The day was like any other day in the Northwest. It was fall, and already she felt that her face was going to freeze off. She sat in class wondering about not-so-important things. Her copper hair hung loosely in ponytail, an attempt to stave off the frizziness that could’ve eaten her face.  She beat her pencil on her desk making a rather annoying tapping noise. It w