Snow White Essay

It was a frigid January morning I had just got back from school, I was 6 years old at the time and in first grade. My friend Frank walked over from down the street wearing his large snow jacket and fur lined snow boots. Frank was homeschooled and had already been outside for a few hours and had a shiny red nose and snow sprinkled hair, so we decided to come inside my house for a few so he could warm up. We both sat by the toasty fire while he drank his hot chocolate. “You want any hot chocolate?’ He

Striding in an ocean of white, the frost-crusted mountain was a behemoth in its own way, the largest mountain ever recorded in human history since before the apocolypse. Overcoming it was no different from suicide for the people at that time, the people that hadn't awakened their life devices. On top of the celestial white rod potruded three mist-swirling peaks whose tops were indiscernible, though the middle one was rumored to be the lair of a mythical beast in legends. In the white world below, an insignificant

As the snow powdered behind the sled and the singing became louder, Jonas tensed and tightened his grip on Gabe and the edge of the sled. Watching the lights get closer, Jonas saw a figure of spheres stacked on top of the other, with a carrot in the center of the third sphere on the very top. A hat was on the top of that sphere, with it tilted to one side. The figure was getting bigger, getting closer. In a blink of an eye, Jonas covered Gabe and held him tight against his side as they

nestled between the rolling farm hills and a slow flowing river to the south. The park is where I spent my childhood, a place where I grew into the person I am today. Meyers Park will always hold important memories I have made. The white blanket of fresh snow peacefully lies across

brittle cold, and squint as the sheet of white, almost blinds me, the fresh white powder covering everything in sight. Consequently snow is coating all the mountains in the distance, as well as all the leaves on the trees like icing on a cake. When I look up I can detect a flawless layer atop the cabin roof and glass like icicles dangling from every edge. When the sun peeks out behind the fluffy clouds there is a sparkle that reflects off the pure white snow, it is completely beautiful. Stepping

Sitting on top of the highest peak for miles, I feel the winter air whipping my face. The bitter cold makes my skin prickle and my breath, rapid and heavy after climbing to the top, freeze into my hair in beautiful, intricate flakes. They melt against my hot skin, leaving tear like drops spilling down my face. The cold feels wonderful, comforting even, after the strenuous climb. In this moment, I think of nothing but the air moving in and out of my body, like a river flowing quickly through a shallow

Fresh white snow falling from the sky, hitting my face as i walk through the bumpy road losing my mind. As walking through the road i look up to the sky and a bright light shines through my eyes. All of sudden i come back to reality,the flash of light was the street light while i was walking towards our red truck covered with snow. At the same time i'm walking and waving goodbye to my relatives from the small party they just had for their little daughter. Of course my parents taking long saying their

The snow was cold on my back. So was the steel of my broadsword in my hands. I didn't mind. The cold never pierced my skin. The blizzard was blowing thick. I could only see inches in front of my face. It was scary, I admit it. But a true warrior never shows weakness. I wasn't going to do anything stupid now. Picking up my tattered shield from the snow in which it laid, I looked at the growing waves of fire. That dumb dragon was still at it. I let out a huff. My breath was clearly visible. I got up

you ever tried to go to the snow but there was so many people at the snow that there were no parking spots left? I have. One saturday in winter when I was ten, my mom and I wanted to go to the snow. After I woke up and ate breakfast, I grabbed two sleds–one blue and one red and my winter coat. I put the sleds in the trunk of the car. Mom and I piled into the car. I was excited to go to the snow because I hadn’t been in a few years. Most of the time there wasn’t enough snow or we were just too busy to

Snow dog sledding! Run, Stop, Walk! It was a cold Saturday morning in Italy. Once my mom told me were going dog sledding I jumped out the bed, got ready and ran straight out the door into the car, then we started driving. once we get there I admired all the dogs. I get on the dog sleigh and off I went i caught all the cold breeze! I was riding on a dog sleigh with 2 snow dogs! Brr it was ice cold. I was feeling frightened at first but then I got used to it. The next I knew I was going up hills and