The snow fell slowly and silently as I lay awake in my bed on the cold December early morning. It's about three in the morning. The sun is still below the horizon out of sight. I see small dots of snow falling slowly to the already snow covered ground outside. Although the sun is still nowhere to be seen, outside my house is a purplish shade of early morning before the sun shows itself. It's a perfect morning.
I sit up in my bed and rub the tired from my half awake eyes. I hear the sound of tapping against my window, turning to see Gerard smiling brightly. I smile and quickly stand from my bed, throwing on a random pair of shoes and wrapping my winter coat around my pajama clothed body. I open my bedroom door silently, making extra sure not to wake my parents and then get questioned where I am going at such an early hour.
Opening the door of my bedroom and shutting it was the easy part. Now I have to walk across the squeaky floor boards in the blackness of the morning without awaking m