100WC FROM HUNTER.
The deafening screams echoed through the cold night…
I had frostbite on my feet, hand and even a little bit up my leg. My lips turned purple as a drop of rain fell on my head.
“WHY!” I screamed as more drops of rain came plummeting down.
Being homeless is hard, especially on days like these when it is the middle of winter and there is a thunderstorm, frost and it’s raining. How could it get any worse?
Then finally the rain passed away.
“YES!” I screamed as I felt a bit of snowdrop on my head.
I start screaming and the deafening screams echoed through the night.
HUNTER = YEAR 7