Literature
The Angel... ::South Park::
Kenny tapped the dirty window with the tip of his fingers while he stared outside and listened to the sound of the falling rain. It was almost dark now, even though it was no more then late noon. Only a faint tinge of red in the sky hinted that there was a sun behind the Colorado mountains.
He let out a sigh and walked away from the somewhat shattered window, and carefully slid himself onto his bed, making sure not to disturb anyone. He laughed a little as he stared at his bed; yeah, what a bed... more like a pile of old, dirty, used mattresses, accompanied by a stained old pillow. Well what to do? His family was very poor, and his father, S