Cold Winter’s Day
“it’s very cold this morning,” I said as I woke up. I opened my blinds and looked out, it’s snowing, hurray! I ran down the stairs and out the back to build a snow house with my sister Saoirse. Saoirse was so excited because this was really the first year she build a snow house. Our hands turned red with the cold but we didn’t mind as we were having fun. Next morning we looked out the window and Saoirse started to cry and said “our snow house is gone! But where did it go?” she shouted. She didn’t understand snow houses melt away.
Donnacha
Soe go hiontach
ReplyDeleteWow 👍
ReplyDeletePoor Saoirse. Very nice story
ReplyDeleteWell done Donnacha. A great short story to capture the magic of snow. Keep writing!
ReplyDeleteMaith thú Donnacha, tá an scéal seo go hiontach.
ReplyDeleteGood story, I like the magic
ReplyDeletesnow in it.