Today

It wasn’t very nice outside, The sky was dark and gloomy. The wind was fast and cold. Rain drops saying hello and disappear into the concrete floor. The grass cold and wet. It just isn’t a nice day outside. The sun doesn’t say hello today. Plant hunching forward to kiss the floor. The dirt road is all muddy once again. She walk on the road, but her shoe is swallowed by the greedy mud. Hands cold and wet locked in position. Legs crosses so tight looks as if she was created that way. Sweat on her forehead even though the room is cold and dry. The dot of fear in her eyes, so strong it could make time stop at that very second. Blinking her eyes, time seems to slow down. Lips that are closed and blended into each other. So no words can creep out and scream what she feels inside. Eyes wondering around the room, but doesn’t move her head. Stiff she is. Silent room she’s in, but in her world its as loud as New York City.