Is The Snow Cold?

Later that evening, we got to the boys’ cabin, We felt the icy air of the cabin. I rushed to the bathroom to get changed first. After that, everybody was in their pajamas when something tragic happened.

After I got my permission, I went outside. If you are wondering why I want to go outside, well it is because there is a secret underground forest under a rock I have found over the past few years. It stops time whenever I go in there, so I don’t have to worry about time. While I was looking at all of the animals, plants, and the different

Suddenly my eyes flew open, the coldness slowly lingered away. My body felt warm. Almost as warm as how my mouth felt the last time I had sipped on my grandmother's tea. My grandmother always told me to have faith and to believe in the end everything would be alright. I felt the frigid saltwater against my skin. “Where am I?” I thought to myself. I couldn’t quite recall what had happened nor where I was. All that I could recall was hearing screams of innocent children and parents trying to comfort

“Come on, try some,” my dad beckoned. “We might be filling up on it if the rest of the food is bad,”

It was very late and everyone was asleep, I lay on a cot in the middle of a room surrounded by lots of other cots with many other girls like me sleeping on them. I left the room, against rules, but that was the least of my problems. Instead of seeing the old stained wooden hallway in front of me I saw grass...long tall green grass and a few trees in the distance. I looked around me and to my surprise I must have only been a few inches tall. I looked up but instead of seeing my white ceiling I saw a gray sky. I was so confused and scared, I turned around to run straight back into my room, but there was only grass and trees behind me to. The door was gone there were no walls, I was not in Miss. Bridget's Home for Girls in New Jersey. I stood still for a moment pinching my self seeing if I was dreaming, but even if it was a dream it was not working. I stared walking slowly, everything was quiet, no animals, no people for that matter, nothing except for the

We walked through the tunnel for about 15 minutes and found a magical place, it looked like a forest. We all looked around in amazement at the sight we were seeing. It was so beautiful I couldn’t stop looking. I saw a bunny that was red and had three eyes, it was kind of weird, yet the bunny was pretty. We kept walking through this magical place and we heard a cry.

The blinding light coming from the outside poured into me. I grabbed the air reaching for water just like looking for an oasis in a desert. My eyes, yawned by the sun poking into my eyes and I realized that I was back in my house; my old jacketed

Once we were back outside clouds started to form and it got even more colder, now it was like stepping into a freezer. We decided to keep playing so we went deeper in the woods. It was pitch black out there but the bright reflection from the moon

"Do you ever see yourself, fantasizing, about snow?" She asked, unaware of the ignorance, that seemed to protrude, across her face. "We live in Texas, obviously." I snickered, as she shot me a look of annoyance, "I know." She began as she rolled her eyes, "To better explain it, have you forgotten the feeling of snow, not your mind, but your body, the feeling of it laying in your hands."

“We received no food. We lived in snow; it took the place of bread. The days resembled the nights, and the nights left in our souls the dregs of their darkness. The train rolled slowly, often halted for a few hours, and continued. It never stopped snowing. We remained lying on the floor for days and nights, one on top of the other, never uttering a word. We were nothing but frozen

Opening my eyes to the complete darkness and loneliness, I swung awake. The last thing I can remember is the dog running out into the road, the brightness of the day light, and the car headed off the road. As my head cleared, I realize I’m hanging upside down. Feet and legs completely binded. Hearing something breathing behind me was very unsettling. From what I could see and feel this was a cold and dank cave. There was the dim light of a fire shining shadows across the open cavern. My wallet, watch, and an old pocket knife I always had on me was feet away on a stone pedestal. Dad always kept his Swiss Army Knife in his pocket no matter where he went.

They frantically looked for somewhere to hide and came upon a cavern. Then, they ran into the cavern without hesitation. They waited in the dark, cold cavern for what seemed like hours but was only a few minutes. Prue pushed the two girls forward, and they began to walk out of the cavern because it was dark and they needed to get back home. They got right outside the opening, and Jane felt a breath on her neck. Then, everything went black.

4. What happened to the family in “The First Snowfall” is they had lost one of their dear children. The family thought how the big blizzard was wrecking the great tomb in which their child was buried. In the poem “The First Snowfall,” the family began to wonder “I thought of a mound in sweet Auburn where a little headstone stood how the flakes were folding it gently” (17-19). They began to become emotional as the snow was falling and the tomb just laid there in the freezing cold and brought up the poor daughter and the sadness of her death. The family lost one of their daughters and the snow made them remember the awful loss and the tomb being buried.

Do you like snow? You don’t need to answer, simply wondering whether the recent weather has brightened your days; maybe the sudden cold has helped you warmed up to Canada. If not that’s fine too, even though you really should reconsider. As winter sets in an amazing variety of activities arise: making snowmen, snow forts and snow angels; or even going ice skating, having snowball fights, and don’t forget playing hockey. Yes, there are a lot of uses for snow, however, you could also stay in and you would still be occupied; you could sit and drink hot cocoa, or eggnog, with a nice book or one of the many Christmas movies on TV. Rather stay moving, set up for the holidays; Christmas, Kwanza, Hanukkah or New Year’s Eve. Winter break, starting

When we got inside I saw the kitchen and and the hallway that lead to hundreds of hundred dorm rooms. Being six it was quite scary. We brought the food and pumpkins to the counter and the groceries to the dorm. We ate some food and watched some tv, when I said “LET'S CARVE PUMPKINS”.