A girl with chestnutt colored hair, silently walking in one of the streets in San Francisco. It's cold outside, she had her jacket, gloves and bonnet on. She put her hands on her pocket to make it warmth since its already winter. She stop and rest her back at the wall, she slowly look up to the Not-so-Dark-sky, she closed her eyes. She astonish because of the feeling that she felt. She love this kind of place where people don't even care. Just her. Alone. But something, to be