A Blanket Unwoven

Even if I had been warned, nothing could have prepared me for this. My life used to be like a blanket. It was tightly knit together and comforting. Warmed my heart and protected it. I hid under it when things got scary. And then, one day, it was gone.

I wrote this quite a while ago; since then my writing has gotten better. I know this story sucks. It's utter crap. I know what's wrong with it. But I thought I'd put it up here for everyone to read.