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The winds of life cause the normal humans soul to tremble, feeling unprepared to the storms of life.
People are weaklings when inable to handle the smallest drips of life's raincloud and despite the need and want that helps us and creates us in our own ways, life still awaits to break us down, hurting and tormenting every bit of our souls, only for us to grow stronger and soon fight back.
But when a certain person comes into another person's life it creates a haven, protection from the harsh storms in a humans life.
Thousands of people are still searching for their haven, their protection from life.
Even thought though the only thing that seems rough is the torment about life...another is how fast it seems to go by, to speed past and when looked back on...something made in the blink of an eye, and when in the making of their tale of life, it seems to take forever just to make it through the next chapter of their very life.
Perhaps if we all simply find our own little "haven"...perhaps we can be truly happy? Perhaps not, with or without our own "haven" we still have toface and prepare ourselves for those harsh storms still ahead.

Another day seemed to crawl, sneaking amongst the clock as the snowflakes gently hit the ground.
Only for what seemed like hours ended up being only half of an hour and soon to show that the snow had only gained not even an inch.
She sat in the usual place, the middle of the carpeted floor and stared into the empty abyss as her small cat curled up in her lap, rubbing it's cheek against her hand as it remained limp.
It was the usual day, cold, lonesome, broken.
The clock had had rang out three times to claim it was 3 in the morning.
She looked over at the clockand stared for a few moments, then looked down at the cat that looked back into her eyes.
She had then laid down on the chilling cold floor and stared at the white ceiling.
It rang out with the emotion of lonesome and she then turned over on her side, causing her cat tomeow in protest as it fell off her lap.
She closed her eyes slowly and opened them up again to still be in that cold, forsaken room.
She closed her eyes and tried to go to the only place she wanted to be in, and to tell anyone the truth, that was with him.
It was the same feeling everyday,want,lonesome, love.
She wondered if she could control her feelings in anyway at all and sighed, the only sound left, it echoed off the walls and rang in her ears.
She wrapped her arms around herself, trying to comfort the usual cold feelings and thenclosed her eyes again.
She almost fell asleep this time and right before she did she whispered those words that she had said somany times before.
"I love you"

Description
The winds of life cause the normal humans soul to tremble, feeling unprepared to the storms of life.
People are weaklings when inable to handle the smallest drips of life's raincloud and despite the need and want that helps us and creates us in our own ways, life still awaits to break us down, hurting and tormenting every bit of our souls, only for us to grow stronger and soon fight back.
But when a certain person comes into another person's life it creates a haven, protection from the harsh storms in a humans life.
Thousands of people are still searching for their haven, their protection from life.
Even thought though the only thing that seems rough is the torment about life...another is how fast it seems to go by, to speed past and when looked back on...something made in the blink of an eye, and when in the making of their tale of life, it seems to take forever just to make it through the next chapter of their very life.
Perhaps if we all simply find our own little "haven"...perhaps we can be truly happy? Perhaps not, with or without our own "haven" we still have toface and prepare ourselves for those harsh storms still ahead.

Another day seemed to crawl, sneaking amongst the clock as the snowflakes gently hit the ground.
Only for what seemed like hours ended up being only half of an hour and soon to show that the snow had only gained not even an inch.
She sat in the usual place, the middle of the carpeted floor and stared into the empty abyss as her small cat curled up in her lap, rubbing it's cheek against her hand as it remained limp.
It was the usual day, cold, lonesome, broken.
The clock had had rang out three times to claim it was 3 in the morning.
She looked over at the clockand stared for a few moments, then looked down at the cat that looked back into her eyes.
She had then laid down on the chilling cold floor and stared at the white ceiling.
It rang out with the emotion of lonesome and she then turned over on her side, causing her cat tomeow in protest as it fell off her lap.
She closed her eyes slowly and opened them up again to still be in that cold, forsaken room.
She closed her eyes and tried to go to the only place she wanted to be in, and to tell anyone the truth, that was with him.
It was the same feeling everyday,want,lonesome, love.
She wondered if she could control her feelings in anyway at all and sighed, the only sound left, it echoed off the walls and rang in her ears.
She wrapped her arms around herself, trying to comfort the usual cold feelings and thenclosed her eyes again.
She almost fell asleep this time and right before she did she whispered those words that she had said somany times before.
"I love you"