I look down at a feather and stare at the wolf with a mad face. I bite of my glove, and I take off the other glove too. I find a rope in the fence, and I grab it. The wolf tries to get the cat while the cat is slipping off the wolf jumps, and the cat “meows”, but the wolf never got a hold of the cat. I’m climbing the fence to get to the wolf, the crow, and the cat.
The other kid was running towards a pile of fresh snow. As I approached he tossed snow and hit me in the face. This snow was very cold. My face went numb. I reached for the kid and took his coat in my hands, and pulled him towards the edge.
I slipped...It all went black for a minute. Then when I realized that I fell in the pool and I tried to get out of the pool but my pink puffy jacket pulled me to the middle of the pool. So screamed for my dad but he didn't hear me for a minute. Norton my dog jumped into the pool to try and save me but I slipped from his short white fur and I screamed for him some more and he heard me that time. He saw what I was doing and ran outside and darted for me.
I shoot off the jump and fly through the air like a flailing bird learning to fly. I land face first and slide down to the bottom of the mountain, dragging my board behind me. I worry that I have broken every bone in my body. However, when I get up, I feel sore and bruised, but nothing is broken. Someone says, “Are you ok?” I nod yes and they ski away.
WHen I got back in bed I took a look outside the window and say that snow was still falling. As the snowflakes fell I fell asleep. The next morning I woke up to a quiet and dark room, I rolled over to grab my phone and check whats up. To my surprise it was 11:18 am and leo and I were in bed still. We were supposed to get on the road and meet up with elise by noon and it would be impossible to be punctual by now.
It was the first good snow of the season, and my friends and I were up with the sun. Our cabin was now full of the smell of coffee brewing, bacon sizzling, and the fresh mountain air. I sat on the lazy boy recliner and checked the snow and weather reports, “all clear!” I shouted to my friends, Nate and Charles, who were just finishing up breakfast. We were all fulfilled with eagerness to get to the slopes. It felt like forever since the last snowboarding season.
The plane had landed. As I stroll through the gate in search of my parents; I notice something white falling from the sky and at the same time, I felt cold. As I could remember, it was a cold winter night when I arrived, and I wasn’t prepared. For over the past eight or nine years I have lived in China, in an area where winter doesn't exist. Not long after I was born I was sent back to China where my grandparents raised me.
Why don’t you take a tiny tap and then go back out on the snowboard? I guarantee that you won’t fall next time.” I heard my mom say as I nod my head and she kissed my freezing cold cheek and I laid back on my pillow and slowly drifted off into a deep slumber. I woke up and stretched out my arms and hurriedly put my snow gear on and ran outside to find the snowboard right where I left it. Next, I dragged it out to the top of the hill, clipped my boots in, and started to think to myself. “I can do this.