Snippet #874808

She walked for a long time, enjoying the cold air on her skin. Her clothes were far too thin to keep her warm, and so she had just accepted the cold a while ago. There were still shallow puddles of water from when it had rained earlier that day, or so she assumed it had, and with a crooked smile on her face, she stepped in almost each and every one she passed on her way. She still didn't know where she was heading, but as long as it was anywhere but home, she would be content with it. Maybe she could try and head over to one of her friends places, and hang out there for the rest of the evening? She shook her head at the idea, before glancing around at her surroundings, the ones she knew so well. Her, with her dark blue tshirt, a thin summerjacket which was a dull washed out greyish type of colour, and the jeans that she'd had for years, and somehow still could fit was indeed a look that all together just seemed to scream "teen angst!" in the face of everybody that passed her by, and it was fitting in well with these surroundings. The apartment buildings that mostly housed the poorer families, the ones who were made up of either a pair of parents without jobs, and with a flock of children to feed, or the ones where there was only a single parent, and then the kids.

Coriander was one of the lucky ones. They were only two, so it wasn't that hard. she could always comfort herself in knowing that there were people just across the street that had a harder time than her. Just across the street... Suddenly, she felt a strange thing on the back of her neck. It felt like a spider was about to crawl from her hair and down into the back of her shirt. At once, she smacked herself where she had felt it, and found that there had been no spider. She turned her head a little, and glanced upwards, far up at the sky, thinking that perhaps it had been a drop of rain. Then she saw something odd, a figure standing atop one of the buildings, the tall ones. That however, wasn't what made her stare. Beside the figure, there was another, but this one different. She recognized what it was, for she had seen it's kind before, and at once her smile faded to nothing, and then she stared back at her feet, placed in the middle of a puddle of water.

Then, slowly, she began walking again, still no destination in mind, other than anywhere but home, and anywhere but here.