The End

The wind whistled like a referee at a soccer game.

The air was as cold as a snow.

I know where I am, I am in The End.

The End of the world. This is a cold,dark and windy place.

I like this place.It’s a nice and silent place. This is like my home, my place, my world.

The horses neighs are as silent as a pin being dropped. This was my place to stay.

I am only 10, I did run away from home and all that, but that's not important at the moment, I am very adventurous and nothing will stand in my way.