Categories > Celebrities > My Chemical Romance > She Always Hated The Cold.
PROLOGUE
She laid in the snow, eyes closed, letting soft bits of white cover her pale face, and chestnut hair. Her cheeks and nose were a rosy pink. Was she sleeping? I couldn’t fathom why she would be out here like this; she hated the cold. She was burrowed in a black coat, a knitted skirt, dark leggings and snow boots. I watched her for a minute, trying to figure her out, yet again. “Jess?”
“Leave me be, please.” She said politely. “I’m imagining what it might be like to die.”
She laid in the snow, eyes closed, letting soft bits of white cover her pale face, and chestnut hair. Her cheeks and nose were a rosy pink. Was she sleeping? I couldn’t fathom why she would be out here like this; she hated the cold. She was burrowed in a black coat, a knitted skirt, dark leggings and snow boots. I watched her for a minute, trying to figure her out, yet again. “Jess?”
“Leave me be, please.” She said politely. “I’m imagining what it might be like to die.”
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