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The
icy weather nipped at my skin. The snow crunched under my feet. The
wind bore through my clothes. Children play outside, enjoying what they
can of this frigid day. Parents hack at the heavy snow, trying to get
their cars out of the snowy trap. Little animals huddle for warmth
underbrush while people lounge on the couch, watching the fire dance.
The
ponds and lakes have iced over, leaving fish stuck in the darkness of
the water. Hills are full of the laughter of children as they spend the
day playing with their sleds. As I looked around, I saw the beautiful
white trees, frosted with powdered sugar. But winter isn't always like
this.
I slide across the icy sidewalk, hoping I don’t break a bone. Cars swerve on the icy tundra, trying to not hit any cars. Families are glued to their T.V.s, watching the path of this massive snow hurricane. Some T.V.s are starting to go out because of this weather.
I slide across the icy sidewalk, hoping I don’t break a bone. Cars swerve on the icy tundra, trying to not hit any cars. Families are glued to their T.V.s, watching the path of this massive snow hurricane. Some T.V.s are starting to go out because of this weather.
Snow
starts to pile up on tree limbs and roofs of houses. The snow seemed to
weigh almost one thousand pounds as it sits up there. Soon they will
give way and will crush everything in its path. Lives could be at stake
here!
A
mountain of cars are piled up all along the highway because of the
thick, slippery snow. Even plows are having trouble getting to some
streets, so now people are stuck in their own home like a jail cell,
praying that someone will come save them. People that can get out of
their homes are slaving away, trying to clear the heavy snow. Snow blowers are failing to move the snow. It is just too heavy. It is
like they are fighting a battle they will never win. But winter isn't always like this.
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