The Alley

The cold stung my face but it made me feel awake and refreshed. The ground had a slight slip to it, the beginning of winter was always my favourite. Looking around I could see graffiti on the back of dreary looking buildings that smelt like oil and smoke combined. Cars kept passing the road in the distance, I could hear them; every one that passed sounded different yet the same. The atmosphere was busy on the road ahead but lonely and calm in this alley way it was like two different worlds. It felt exhilarating to be alone and free in a new place. I knew the risk, my mum had warned, but it was worth it, I needed to get away for a while.