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Silence surrounded them, like the way a blanket of snow coats the icy floor, until through gritted teeth the girl choked out breathlessly between sobs, "say it's over." The boy couldn't look her in the eyes, he glanced over her shoulder, trying to find something else to look at as he ran his hand against the back of his head, "yes, it's over," and quietly finishing as he looked her in the eye, "but I need you anyway." The girl stepped closer to him, feeling herself tremble as she neared the boy unsure of what to say. Fearing his answer she whispered, "say you love me." He looked down at his hands, clenching them into gentle fists. Straight

Cold The icy chill, the whistling wind slicing through my skin as it presses harshly on the nape of my neck, the way it pushes itself in all of my pores sending sharp needles throughout my body. The way it whispers to me as its ghostly hands fly over my skin, relaxing my very soul to the core reminding me my heart is still beating even when I feel nothing at all. Heat The burning closes up my throat blocking off any hope of breathing, suffocating me. The temperature slowly rises as it glues itself to me, grabbing at my skin with sharp, broken nails, tearing into me as it removes flesh, scraping along my bones. Blistering sores erupt all un