It was December 2, and the sun fell early on that cold, dark, night. The kitten purred at my door and the soft meow sounded as though the snow was slowly flowing beneath my bare feet. Outside I sat waiting for something to come from the stars, maybe a shooting star or a beam of light calling me to the darkness that was soon to come after the stars finished their game of hide and seek. I sat playing hide and seek with my thoughts, hiding all the feelings I once felt from his warm touch as the weather grew colder in late November. I was ridden to my bed, in sullen darkness where nothing but a porch light peaked through my stained curtains. I was stuck playing hide and seek where no one ever found me hiding beneath my bed, away from all the demons and monsters that called me into the night.