Cold. Every inch of you felt cold. You could barely feel your feet and hands from the rain and winter weather, you felt too stiff to move, you might as well be dead soon.

It must’ve been a miracle. As you started to doze off, someone was suddenly infront of you. You must’ve been too tired to notice until they spoke; crouched infront of you with a soft and concerned face that was nearly motherly.

“Hello there.. what are you doing out on the street?”