Snow is like this very nice person that you first meet. They greet you very warmly and are just so kind but they end up haunting you and becoming your worst nightmare. They limit your activities, you see your friends less, they whisper in your ear that you don't have school tomorrow and laugh at you as you wake up at 6 and realize it was all a lie.
That's what snow is.
If you hit a red light, you are not 100 percent sure whether your car will be able to go again. Your heart starts pumping, you start sweating, and then finally your car starts moving. Until the next red light or stop sign. Snow. Such a...I can't say. Mrs. Cardona would be disappointed in me.
Oh and yes. There's the snow-school relationship. So pathetic. It snows all freaking day and decides to stop right as most people are going to sleep. There's a slight smile on their face because maybe...if it continues...there won't be school or work tomorrow. They don't know that as they are smiling, the snow is stopping. The next day you wake up and you want to cry. Thats it. Thats how the feelings are described. You want to cry. And then you go through hell trying to go somewhere that usually takes you five minutes.
This is the pain and suffering caused by snow. Now yes it is beautiful and don't take this the wrong way, I'm very grateful for everything I have. But snow is just...I can't say.
Oh and it also kills people.
"Such a...I can't say. Mrs. Cardona would be disappointed in me."
ReplyDeleteYou don't need to censor yourself. I swear all the time on my blog and Mrs. Cardona doesn't seem to mind...
I can overlook many things in the name of writing with voice.
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