these r short so i'll put two of them first story : The girl removed her earpods and slid them into a pocket of her fur coat. She sighed heavily and looked up. A tall grizzly looking man, about the age of 50, stood grimly in front of her, blocking the view of the rest of the train cabin. He started coughing, a deep and scratchy sound, awkwardly making its way across the small environment, and she uncomfortably turned to look to the side. An elderly woman with frizzy silver hair and gray, saggy skin sat on the seat beside her with another woman who was cheesily smiling at her iPhone, showing her yellow crooked teeth. People are disgusting. The girl looked out of the big window behind her. She watched the tall buildings with their hundreds of illuminated windows slip away from her view like sly foxes, how the huge angry looking pipes, coughing up hot streams of black smoke seemed to wave her goodbye. The mob of taxis, cars, and roaring motorcycles zoomed by as if chasing her as she swiftly moved farther and farther away. The girl looked away from the window. She felt a huge scary hole in her stomach, sucking and pulling at her, as if it wanted her to go back. She didn’t belong. The sound of the heavy metal wheels squealing against the rails filled her ears and the train cabins blinking advertisements hypnotized her. The sour smell of sweat and the stale breath of the dirty people sickened her. She put the earpods back into her ears and shut her eyes, squeezing them firmly. She knew it was too late to turn back anyway. second story : The sound of snow crunching was barely distinguishable as she ran through the woods. The wind whined and pushed her around playfully, the sticks and branches tugging the girls hair here and there. A crow cawed loudly somewhere above her as small snowflakes showered from the sky. The little girl clutched her thin dress in her little fists, afraid to trip over it and fall into the hostile snow, waiting to bite her rosy cheeks the moment she touched the ground. Her feet felt heavy, and with every step came a scorching hot pain despite the freezing weather. She whimpered every few minutes, desperate to escape the horrible icy carpet that bit at her ankles as she ran, her shaky breath letting out small clouds of warm air, leaving her body ruthlessly to leave the poor girl colder and colder. Every time she took a breath, her lungs seemed to shrink, as if it yearned to get away from the cold air she heaved in. It hurt, and she fell onto her knees, exhausted and frostbitten. She felt the frost settling on her eyelashes, making every time she blinked feel like a slash from a little knife, over and over. She sat there helplessly, too cold to even call out for help. The girl wanted to cry but nothing came out, as if even her tears had turned to ice. that's all guys remember when my old oc's name was Story lmao anyways tysm for 500 follows I can't believe i've gotten as far as my xHappyy account did lol thanks a lot <3 i'll post something proper soon
