Night time, it brings a strange perspective on things, everything is dark and you're forced to focus, to really look at it. Walking, night time and walking leaves nothing to be desired. Except maybe her, the only thing I want is her.

A window by the front. That is why I wanted this room. I wanted the freedom. Now I can find my freedom on the streets of this town. With the Phoenix I would visit her at night but I can't find her here. All these holes with all these names they don't belong to her, I can do nothing with them. It's cold out, biting me, always biting me the wind I can never bit back. I try but it doesn't work. Winter and I would always walk at night biting the wind. She was sure it could feel us nipping away at it piece by piece.

I chose where Winter would sleep, she always loved the grave yard, so I put her there. She liked to know about other people. "There are so many others out there" she'd tell me "imagine knowing them all." We were going to know them all, we were going to travel and find everyone. Now I know no one. "Winter you're my everyone" I tell her "I know you're here, running, hiding, listening. You're my everyone."

I cry every day, but only with myself, no one knows I cry.

Now I cry, wander and cry, cry and scream, I scream with silence.

I am not alone. Footsteps I can hear them sneaky like a rabbit. I hear the rabbit through the grass over the trees it calls to me.

"Aren't you a pretty young thing?" the rabbit calls, but it's not a rabbit it has teeth like a dragon. Circling me forward and back. Its hair is blowing fast as the wind bites it. I bite the wind. "Want to feel me bite?"

Another is coming, I can hear, fast, hard, like graceful children in a school yard race.

"Go, go home" she yells… at me? But she… Winter… she… "Go" again with the screaming. I look at her, her and the rabbit fight. So I leave. There's something, something about her.

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"You went out last night didn't you?" I look, mothers' eyes are not loving and giving like they once were, they are cold and impatient. "Answer me Michelle!"

"I slept last night, the lambs they visited me with news, it'll get cold soon." My face burned as she slapped me.

"Don't lie to me! We've done so much for you, left everything behind so that you could be happy and yet you persist with this craziness."

I looked at her and smiled slightly "it's getting cold." The lamb pulled me outside.

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"Michelle Jordan to the Guidance Counselor please." Guidance? I'm not lost, lost in history but not lost in school.

"Michelle?" I nodded looking for Winter, she wasn't here but the lamb had followed me. The counselor labeled 'Buffy Summers' looked at me and then at a folder on her desk. The folder was dark like a tunnel or looking back into the sun. It begged to be read while pushed away at the same time.

"So how are you finding school here so far?" the Buffy asked

"Grey" it had all seemed very grey, all except the lamb.

"Well school can be like that when you just join…" she roamed on, I watched the lamb. Then silence reigned, my turn to leave.

"You fought the rabbit" I told her "last night, I saw you."

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So, wasn't that all confusing and nonsense like!

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