Walking in a winter wonderland
Walking in a winter wonderland
It was a bitterly cold day, the type to freeze you from your core on out. The snow was coming down lightly in a power like fashion. I was starting to notice that my fingers were getting frozen. I looked for my gloves in my pocket but they weren’t there, I must have left them in my room I thought. Oh well keep moving. I kept walking hopeful that if I kept moving faster and faster I would get there sooner but it’s seemed to farther and farther way with each step I took. After what seemed like endless minutes I reached the first building I use to cut threw. I was greeted with a warm gust of air that just warmed face and reminded me that I still had a nose. I tried to walk slower so that I could enjoy the warmth but I had to carry on. Outside I went again. The second time out is always the worst. I was wrapped with covering with snow. The flurries lightly covered my hair and I kept walking. My building was in site only a little further. My brain was thinking why do you have to be here today. There is no one there waiting for your arrival. I ignore my thoughts and I walk some more. It’s finally about 10 feet away and I hurry toward the door. Up the stairs, I walk trying not to fall. I reach for the door and open it. This was what made my whole day matter. I bumped into someone. It’s was one of those days written in novels. I looked up at him, my hair all cover with snow; He smiled and returned the gesture. I mostly just remember seeing his eyes as I looked up. They had the sparkle of the first snowflake floating in the most beautiful white sky.
MAH
It was a bitterly cold day, the type to freeze you from your core on out. The snow was coming down lightly in a power like fashion. I was starting to notice that my fingers were getting frozen. I looked for my gloves in my pocket but they weren’t there, I must have left them in my room I thought. Oh well keep moving. I kept walking hopeful that if I kept moving faster and faster I would get there sooner but it’s seemed to farther and farther way with each step I took. After what seemed like endless minutes I reached the first building I use to cut threw. I was greeted with a warm gust of air that just warmed face and reminded me that I still had a nose. I tried to walk slower so that I could enjoy the warmth but I had to carry on. Outside I went again. The second time out is always the worst. I was wrapped with covering with snow. The flurries lightly covered my hair and I kept walking. My building was in site only a little further. My brain was thinking why do you have to be here today. There is no one there waiting for your arrival. I ignore my thoughts and I walk some more. It’s finally about 10 feet away and I hurry toward the door. Up the stairs, I walk trying not to fall. I reach for the door and open it. This was what made my whole day matter. I bumped into someone. It’s was one of those days written in novels. I looked up at him, my hair all cover with snow; He smiled and returned the gesture. I mostly just remember seeing his eyes as I looked up. They had the sparkle of the first snowflake floating in the most beautiful white sky.
MAH
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