Contest by Skipper_019
Word count: 232

I remember that day, like the back of my hand. I couldn't ever forget it, it had taken everything from me.

I could already feel the wind hit my face like thousands of glass shards. I felt the blinding effect that the snow storm had created. I could vividly remember my heart beating in sync with the howling wind outside. I could feel my temperature rising, just thinking about going outside. I had to, at least if I wanted to see my love. As I stepped out in the howling wind and blinding snow, I could hear a tree close to me crack. I could feel my heart stopping, my temperature dropping colder than the snow itself. It was the last moment I ever had before all was black. Void of feeling, but... I wasn't dead. The tree hadn't killed me.

It had merely taken away my sight.

After that, my love broke off, never to be heard from again. I could feel my heart break, never to be mended again. My family became distant, walking on glass when they saw me. They though it was such a stupid way to loose my sight.

That night, it was the last night I felt alive, the last time my heart was beating, and the last time I saw the world, before I had to feel it.

~KennyandEmo~