MY DAY AS A SNOWFLAKE by Micah Donald Wingert
I
would be falling down, down, down, and when I hit the ground, I would be laying
there, laying, laying, laying. Poor me, just facing the sky, waiting, waiting,
waiting, for a sight, for a sound.
It’s
turning, turning, turning into daytime. I’m still sitting, sitting, sitting
there. Still I’m waiting, waiting, waiting for something to happen.
But
then, right at 6:00 in the morning, BOOSH! Five kids come running out the door!
Of course, I got stepped on a lot, but when I saw the kids making snowmen and having
snowball fights, I even started having fun.
But
then, I got scared to death, because somebody actually picked me up! And then I
noticed that they were making me into a snowball! I was so scared because they
were going to throw me soon! So then they threw me and I hit someone in the
face! It hurt a little bit, but it was fun.
Well, I
hit the ground and then I started to melt, melt, melt.
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