with all her might, she pulled that heavy door which she has been doing so since August. That big heavy wooden door that has handles which are nailed far too high for her, she just had to to tiptoe to reach it.

she took a step out of the school and just stared...

...in amazement.

the sight of the white pavement, the white stairs and in between the passing traffic going in both directions there lay awhite untouched small road strip.

she looked in the air and saw them. falling, one by one.

she smiled.

she left a month in this wonderful city and she has just got used to calling it home. She love the city sights and the old town, especially, and was just getting used to pull over at least a wool sweater before putting on her H&M black winter jacket. she really loved this place. (but not so much of the people) but she knew she was going home soon.

as she took a step, she cringed when she realised the snow had made the ground slippery. Silently scolding herself for putting on her red striped converse sneakers- her beloved JC friends had gotten her for her 17th birthday a few years ago- which was not suitable for the ground conditions, she gingerly watched the ground and her step as she headed back the place where she currently calls, home.