Gnarled oak

Gnarled Oak

Cole Heartspringer

It was cold outside and unfortunately I was where the cold was.  I couldn't feel my fingertips and the wind was slowly freezing my insides.  Its dark and I can't see my hand in front of my face... All I know is that I'm cold, naked, blind and alone.  I called out in the darkness and had no voice with which to shout.  I flail and jump but alas, I cannot move.  I live here in this dark place, all alone, cold and naked.    I'll get used to it they tell me.  They left me here.  And all the while you were reading this, I had no hands with which to write.