Will I Make It This Winter?

I sit shivering underneath my snuggie and zebra print fleece blanket. I'm wearing two pairs of sweatpants, a hoodie, a long sleeved shirt, mittens, and a hat. I'm still cold.

I'm always cold.

Then one day I went to Ms. Rut's room and she had all the windows flung open and the cold air was dispersing itself throughout the room. I almost didn't make that day. My fingers could barely type the next installment of the Night Specktors. Which I should probably be working on that right now, but I'm way too cold.

I wish I had a portable fire.