A Short Story : A Blizzard Of My Child

Before he could put the fence up however, there was a enormous snow storm where twelve inches of snow fell. My sister and I just had to go sledding. I was ten at the time and, thinking I was so smart, I built a wall of snow to keep us from going into the road. I went down the hill on the sled alone. The snow had formed an icy layer on top of it, making

“What’s wrong mommy,” he asked. With her crackling voice she said, “Nothing son, go back to sleep. I didn’t mean to wake you.” Chay sat up and repeated the words his mother had said to him on occasion, “Do you want to talk about it?”

As I took my first step out of the doorway, I felt the ice below my feet and heard the wind whispering in

It was December and the day was cold. The wind blew rapidly and incoherently as the village folk worked on the crops and attend to their many cattle. Then, something started falling from the sky...it was snowing. Normally this isn’t a big deal,

The family's independent spirit, and courage was a vital part of surviving in the harsh conditions they encountered. In 1881, there was a terrible blizzard. The snow was so high that it covered the fence posts. Father tied a rope around his waist and the porch post to tend the animals in a nearby shed, so that he would not get lost in the blizzard. However, many neighbors froze to death right outside their own front doors. During the storm, the wind blew the door of the sod house open. The younger children got in the trundle bed to keep warm, while the parents and older children shoveled snow out of the house for the rest of the day, so that they could shut the

I woke up on the very edge of my bed my blankets tossed on the floor and my head buried into a pillow. I groaned as I pushed myself off the bed picking up the blankets and laying them on the mattress. I stretched my arms and yawned as I walked over to my bathroom and twisting the knobs trying to find a perfect temperature.

“I know,” said Eloise, stroking Kate’s cheek with her finger. “It’s cold, but we’ll get that sorted.” Eloise pulled a blanket off a chair, and lovingly covered her niece with it. She then went back to her own room, and promptly fell asleep.

Jason groaned. He woke up because of a nightmare and landed in another one. “Yes mom, I’m awake.” He answered. “Good,” came another voice, his dad’s.

It was a cold winter day, when the grass was buried under a blanket of snow, all the trees were decorated with natural crystal ornaments and the lakes were hidden under a sheet of ice. Mom had gone over to Dad’s apartment to work on their research paper on Germany’s role during the Holocaust. It was getting late and the roads were blocked due to the blizzard that happened the day before. Mom called Nana telling her that she would stay at Dad’s until the roads opened.

“Come on in,” Aunt Sarah yells, “Hello, it seems like it has been forever. I have missed you.” She darts over to Sally like a lightning bolt, to give her a giant hug, ”Now I know you just arrived, but it is late, so time for bed.”

It was December and the day was arctic. The wind blew rapidly and incoherently as the village folk worked on the crops and attend to their many cattle. Then, something commenced falling from the empyrean...it was snowing. Customarily this

At home mom was anxiously looking out because she was worried about this storm. There were mountains of snow. Finally the snow stopped and the snow shoveling machines did their job.

Living in Michigan, we are exposed to snow; a lot of it; so having my siblings home due to a typical winter storm was not unusual. However, this day proved to be the exception.

Finally school started from a horrible blizzard , Priscila was dashing in the halls hoping, not to see Monk , if he survived. Suddenly a crowd of eyes stared , she felt uncomfortable as if she was out of place. Was she in the same school?, She wondered. During lunch every conversation was about what happened over the week of the blizzard. She told herself “what happened?”

On a snowy and windy night, I was at Barnes & Noble in Green Bay with my friends, Alan and Karina. Christmas music played overhead, the smell of hot chocolate and freshly brewed coffee wafted over, the customers were kind and cheerful, and snow was beginning to blanket the parking lot outside. We were sitting near the cafe wrapping books to support their mom’s school fundraiser. I stared outside and remembered my mom’s warning of the large snowfall that was almost upon us. Around 7:15, the snowflakes were becoming larger and we could barely see outside the window.