I figured I'll dump some of my stories here.

The cold air blew across Eatiu's face, with the same air creating what Eatiu called "leaf tornadoes", watching them swirl around and then ending as quickly as it started reminded her of stuff she'll rather not go into. She sighed, drawing an small, torn-up leaf in her journal, and then, she started to write about what happened this day.

[-wip, will continue this-]