The confusion clouded her every thought like a frost covers a window. Her warmed and happy heart shrunk into a falling cold snowflake. The Hail fell from her mouth as she screamed at her closest companions. Her anger was like nothing anyone has ever heard before. Upset about her behavior she searched through her brain for the little kink and problem, but was never able to find that tiny glitch. Everything around her would normally have made her extremely happy and content, yet every thought now attacked her guarded heart and every noise was lightning rocking her head unsteadily. Everyday the stormy clouds released their wells of wet happiness and soon her whole person was drained of feeling good or bad, happy or sad, loved or hated.
By powazny
