Storm Descriptive Writing

Her heels, two sizes too small, clack as she walks down the narrow street. The long journey has taken a toll on her feet. Loud cries throb in the mind as her feet beg her to take her shoes off, the backs of them rub against her heels. Tall buildings like giants, tower above, fingertips brushing the pitch-black sky. The moon, a frozen sun, creating dancing shadows like a puppeteer. Her shadow, tall and slender, portrayed before her making her aware of her bad posture. The taste of the coldness of the night along with her overused perfume settle on her tongue. Icy swirls climb to the sky as she lets out a frustrated sigh. The wind pushes her along, causing the buildings to creek and groan with her. A shiver runs down her spine as the wind attacks her warm skin. She pulls her
She attempts to tie her hair behind her head with a non-existent hair tie, only to let go and allow the storm rage on. She suddenly becomes aware of the soft sound of a radio coming from inside the building. The soft music takes her back to that unwanted place. Wanting to get away, she fastens her pace. Pretty icy swirls turn into short puffs of smoke as she rushes forward. Begging now for her to slow down, her feet create more pain trying to control her mind. Telling herself to ignore the pain, she begins jogging. A wave of sadness crashes over, forcing her to a complete stop. Admitting defeat, she slips off her heels and checks the damage on her feet. The blisters sting as the cold air attacks them. The wave of sadness looms over her like a storm cloud as looks at the dreaded corner. She begins to hum, a sweet song that evokes comforting memories of the past. The coldness no longer affects her, she is numb to all feeling. Loud squelching sounds are created by her bare feet as the freezing concrete turns into muddy grass. A cold shiver is sent from her feet all the way up her