1. Right now its more than this.
Lights go down, and the night is calling to me.I hear voices singing songs in the street and I know that i was late for dinner again.You know I can't fight the feeling.And every night I feel it. That something about Harry Styles is not right. Its like every time i look him up on the internet (haha creep) his smile its not real. Like he want some want to be there right now. Its just don't feel right. Closer i got to home the more colder the wind had become. Tonight the full moon guide me through the street. As i walk up to the door of mine and my sister house, my head turns to face the floor. The door creak open and my sister step out. I can't look her in the eyes and say i'm sorry. i just can't.
"The food is getting cold" she said and open the door a little wider.i froze for a little while. She seem to calm.
"Do you hear me?" she said louder this time. There the bit i was waiting for. I walk straight in and hung my coat on the coat hanger. Winter close the door with a soft 'thud'. I make my way to the food table. There is no food.
"Winter where is the food?" i ask and turn to face her. She look at me with guilt in her eyes.
"Right now its more than this Fazia"