B Day writing (Dew)

It was December and the cold wind blows through my skin and reaches the heart. The smoky sky full with a crystal snowflake, dancing around the air till it hits the ground.   It was a perilously enormous exquisite house builds up near the sharp pointy edge of the mountain.  It was me and my puppy's house. I and my puppy usually go outside, running together during the summer, but now it is winter which we didn't go outside and play.

One day when I was asleep, my dog hid from me and ran away out of the house. When I woke up I seek through the window near my bedroom and saw my puppy outside the house in the middle of the glassy slippery ice squeaking for help. I was stoic for few minutes and didn't know what to do. Suddenly, I clamored for help. But it was too late, my dog had passed away sadly. I’m abject after a while. My happiness life is the antithesis of the sadness has started.  It will take me for a while of bereavement to irreparable my life, I thought to myself.