Snow Day

As the winter becomes dry, snow falls from the sky. All of my neighbors were relieved to see the the white flakes descending from the sky. No school, I thought to myself anxiously. I devoured my breakfast sitting in front of the warm toasty fireplace and then ran outside to greet the winter sky. I grabbed my sleigh and I was off, running to the hill where all the neighbors always played. One of my neighbors was already there. He told me that someone had found an even bigger hill than the one we used to sled on every year. I followed him to the location and we met up with the rest of the children from our neighborhood. This hill blew the old one away. Just looking at it made me nervous, but I forced myself to stand tall. One of the older kids of the group decided that we should all go together. We put our sleds down and he counted, 3, 2, 1, go, and we were off. We all flew down the hill on our sleds like rockets into the sky. I passed everyone and took the lead. As we got closer to the bottom of the hill, I made out something in front of me. I decided to slow down at the end in case there was something there, but the older neighbor didn't stop. He crashed right into the the concrete side of a sewer pipe hidden in the snow. I slid to a stop and rushed to his side. He was groaning but luckily he got up and he was okay. It turned out he had sprained his arm but it wasn't that bad. We decided not to go down this hill again, and to return to the familiar hill we used every year. As the day grew to an end we started to head home. As I returned I was greeted by a nice hot chocolate and then went to my favorite spot in front of the fireplace. I thought to myself how I was lucky it wasn’t me that crashed into the sewer pipe. I grew drowsy and went to my room. As I fell asleep in the twilight of winter, I listened to the light sound of winter snow falling to the ground.

~ Michael G.