This is a true event. It happened on 1/22/12. I just rewrote it as a short story.



I was in the snow. 
Kevin, Noah, Mackenzie, and Jake were there too.
Kevin wanted to play Ice Yeti, a game in which some people are tackled, and the others are the tacklers. I was a tackler along with Kevin and Jake. Kevin said he and Jake would go after Mackenzie, and that I should get Noah. I blushed a little. I like Noah. A lot. We started out, splitting into two groups. Noah was fast, but he got tired quickly. He suddenly turned around, and we collided. We were in the snow, me on topo, início of him. He grinned up at me, his brown eyes shining. I knew at that moment how much he liked me too. I could see in his eyes the longing. He wanted to kiss me, right then and there. But the others were still around... watching. He sat up, and I was then in his lap. He helped me up, giving my fingers a squeeze, and we continued our game.

I am broken.
    My body is broken.
        I limp down the sidewalk.
        People stare. Are they concerned? Or disgusted?
        I wish I was invisible.
    My family is broken.
        My father disowns me.
        My mother is disappointed.
        I don’t know my brother at all.
    My life is broken.
        My friends are gone.
        My job can’t support me.
        I have nowhere to turn.
    But my soul is unbroken.
        I still believe in good.
        I still have hope.
        I still think the world can change.
I may be broken.
But my soul is not.