I urge my little sister to hurry up before
the snow melts. Finally, she's ready and
off we go gathering up all our tools and
run into the beautiful snow!
it's the end of the school week! I see the
beautiful coat of snow outside and think to myself,
"I'm going to have lots of fun!" I rush my way home
being careful not to slip in the snow with a big
joyous grin on my face.
to the front door, I quickly knock impatiently as
my mom comes and opens the door. Dashing through
the door, I quickly take off my sneakers and change
into my boots. I run to the closet to grab my black
waterproof jacket and a sweater to keep me warm.
I urge my little sister to hurry up before the snow
melts. Finally, she's ready and off we go gathering
up all our tools and run into the beautiful snow! I
grab my gloves on the way out and start to make a
pile of snowballs. Sneaking up to my sister, I
throw a snowball at her which stupidly, told her
where I am. I quickly ran away to the backyard so
she can't catch up with me.
an hour or two of chasing back and forth, we get
tired and lie down in the snow for a rest. In a
short while, we're back full of energy and
together, we start building a little snow fort in
a while, it starts getting dark and cold and we
decide to end our day. We race to the front through
the snow. I dash as fast as I can with my remaining
energy as I reach the finish line and then knock on
the front door. No one answers. We wait for another
minute. No one answered.
through the mail slot hole, I see that it's all
dark inside and no one is there. My sister then
goes to take a look in the garage window. One of
the cars is gone! Our mother went out without
telling us and now we're stuck outside in the
freezing cold snow.
the snow doesn't look too fun anymore. My sister
and I run back to our snow fort and hide inside
with hopes of warmth. Slowly, I start to feel the
snow soaking into my boots causing my feet to feel
numb. I start to shiver and hold my knees tightly
in my grip. I close my eyes and wrap my head
between my knees hoping to get warm. I just
remembered that my sister is with me outside so I
look to my left at her. "She seems to be doing
fine," I think to myself.
the cool air just continues to slowly blow against
me as I shiver more and more. We wait and wait,
hoping that we will soon hear the sound of the
garage door opening, but, it did not come. I take
off my gloves and start blowing into them and rub
them together. After, I lay my hands on my cheeks.
Feeling the slightly warm palm on my face warms me
up a little bit causing me to sigh wondering where
my mother could be.
after what seems to have been hours, I finally hear
my mother's car running up the driveway and the
garage door opening. With joy, I tell my sister and
we both dash up as quickly as we can with our
frozen feet and run inside. Never again will I look
at snow the same, joyful way again.
Good Ol' Days
Dog I Teased
Last Days for My
Time Being a Big
on My Eyelid
about Music: Music
Where's My Mommy
- Sandy and Thomas Peters