Personal Narrative-Powdery Snow
There I lay in the powdery snow. Freezing. Drenched. Alone. I gazed upon the clouded sky. Massive snowflakes fell all around me. I laid there for what seemed like hours. It had been a long day of sledding. Everyone was tired and wet.
“Okay. Everyone can go one last time.” my dad told us. I was glad though because the wind was howling and it was a toe numbing kind of cold. I stood watching my brothers racing down the hill.The wind was blowing even harder and snow was kicking up[. I put the goggles over my eyes so I couldn’t feel it. When it was my turn, I was thinking Okay. This is your last run. Make it count! I mounted onto the plastic sled one last time. Pulled my scarf up and my swimming goggles over my eyes. I was ready. “Okay.
“Okay. Everyone can go one last time.” my dad told us. I was glad though because the wind was howling and it was a toe numbing kind of cold. I stood watching my brothers racing down the hill.The wind was blowing even harder and snow was kicking up[. I put the goggles over my eyes so I couldn’t feel it. When it was my turn, I was thinking Okay. This is your last run. Make it count! I mounted onto the plastic sled one last time. Pulled my scarf up and my swimming goggles over my eyes. I was ready. “Okay.