As each step I take, it's getting tougher. The winds blow colder and goosebumps dotted my limbs and body. My breath ragged out of my mouth and this coldness is stinging my eyes, making them water. The surroudings are drab and gray...There is no shelter where at least I can hide away from this wind and invisible eyes that are forever tearing at me and watching me. I would like to find a place where I can shelter in the warmthness and feel safe and not otherwise; threatened. This path only exists to me and nobody else and I can't just fall at a place like this alone...

Humans are born alone...
And humans die alone...

Then falling at this cold place doesn't count does it?

Hello. I'm new to this thing and I was going crazy trying to figure out this thing. Thank God my friend was around to help me. haha...=P