I walked out of the restaurant disappointed. As you could probably figure out I was fired. I held my head down as I walked home, not wanting to meet anyone's eyes. I felt like the world was against me. I knelt down to the floor as other people walking around me seemed to not see anything. I grabbed a clump of snow and just held it. No one cared about me. I continued walking but not home. I just kept walking with no care about the people around me. I walked slowly and tried to act composed. I felt the crunch of snow. I clenched my fist, then I relaxed it. I took a deep breath feeling the cold Australian air in my lungs(A/N I wanted to mention he lived in Australia but never found the right spot :p). I filled my lungs and slowly let it out making a hissing sound. I then decided to walk to the woods near my home.
[Time:? July 3 Australia]
I stared at the snow coated trees looking like they were covered in powdered sugar. I walked through some bushes and found a little tunnel sort of cave. I gently placed my hand onto the snow, feeling it compress underneath my hand. I got onto my knees slowly feeling the cold seep through my pants. I crawled into the cave and noticed the snow inside. I just sighed and embraced the cold chill of the winter snow. I shut my eyes and breathed slowly. If I were to die here, I think I would be happy. I thought about feeling at peace. I didn't have an amazing breakthrough like the books I read. I just layed there for a few minutes, not trying to fix my broken life, just being me.
I was getting ready to walk home when I thought I heard a crunch. "Hey Honan." A sly voice said.