As I run down the frozen path the snow crunches like little bones. I breath in and breath out. The air gashes my lungs. The breeze is burning my cheeks. I stop as soon I see a deserted house. It is getting cloudy and the house is dark and desolate. My heart is pounding so fast it feels like thunder in my chest.
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