So cold (Pesimism/Rant)

I remember back when things were lighter. One of the best things was the cold, because i couldn't feel it. Because it was a caress to my skin and I loved the sharp sensational feeling of a breeze hitting my face.

I'm freezing. I'm in a classroom freezing as my bones dig into my hard wooden seat and my lips slowly turn pale. I've written a story about a ghost for this class and I liked it. But I'm cold now, I have a test tomorrow. My stomach is aching, my coping mechanism is high caffeinated and has begun to have a nauseating result that makes my head spin. Yet I dont wanna go back home to a colder place. Exit the classroom and walk to the bus stop. I dont wanna move. I'm cold. So very much.