A Cold Winter
It was in the middle of winter on a dark smoggy night,
chills were running through the house in and out of my room like
a quiet ghost silently coming and silently going. As I lie awake
in my bed thinking of what the next day should bring, my eye's
start to grow heavy as I doze off. In the distance I hear a faint
booming sound, soon it starts getting louder
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trouble for talking back to my Mom.
Well we did that for about a week or so, and then the gas line was fixed. FINALLY, heat!!! Boy was I happy to be back living with the fake fireplace working again, those corny looking logs with a flame coming out of the middle of them. Well I guess I can't complain, I never had to chop wood, unlike some of my other friends.