The cold air is making it hard to breath when i run, i was i didn't need to but if i don't me and my sister wouldn't live without it. We never had a rich dinner with a happy, loving family but the only thing we can do is take from others even if its one dollar, they still have more but for us, we don't. Are house is a alleyway that smells like fish but living hard makes it used to the smell. The worst is when its colder, there is lights on every building and it smells more pleasant. We do have to change homes near then, no one treats us right and its too loud with the stores filled with rampage. The worst year of my life was this year but that was before me and my sister meet him. It was a lil kid who would give us candy canes everyday, that smile was so sweet. Me and my sister felt normal for a second. On that day he brought his sister who looked like mine but she would make us clothes other than the ones we have had on all day. It was snowing the next day, and me and my sister were sleeping in a big tv box, the snow got heavier and heavier. It was piling up on the top without us noticing. I woke up but before i knew it it came down, there was too much snow to breath, and i was more worried about my sister. She was down cold before i knew it everything went white and then dark... i never made it...I am sorry for not being rich or for being wanted...