The white ground was blinding me. Well, I guess I can't really be blinded if the snow was falling so fast that I couldn't see anything anyway. I'm bundled up so tightly that I can barely move. The howling wind nips nips my nose, bites my ears and freezes my fingers. I guess I deserve it. I', the one who forgot the key to her house before school. Who could have predicted that a blizzard would hit the day I forgot my key? No one. So, with my well phone batter dead, I'm forced to stand by my front door, practically freezing to death. Suddenly the wind slows down. Not to a complete stop, but enough so I can see more than five feet in front of me. I sat down on the cold ground, took out my homework, and started to write a story. Later, I decided to stretch my legs, so I got up and walked around my front yard. Then, the snow picks up once again. All of a sudden, I'm falling. Apparently, at tree root caught me by surprise. I fall to the ground before I know what's happening, and because of my multiple layers, am unable to get up for a long time.
"Can you hear me? Are you alright?" I hear someone ask. I have no idea where I am, or
who that person is. All I remember is falling in the snow and not getting up. I was completely stuck.
"Yes I can hear you. But you are you? And where am I?" I murmered softly to the stranger.
"I'm your om. Are you okay? What happened?" she wonders. Now it's all coming back to me. I'm lying in my bed underneath lots of covers.
"I got home from school right when it started snowing. I forgot my key, my phone was dead, and I had no way to get in the house. So I just was walking around until I tripped over a tree root buried in the snow. I couldn't get up becaise I was wearing so many layers." I explain to my mom.
" It's alright. You're fine. No harm done. Just go to sleep," my mom says, trying to comfort me. And soon after she says that, I'm fast asleep.
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