Death Storm
I sit in bed thinking, It's 5:AM. I wonder if school will be cancelled. But then again, when has school ever gotten cancelled? So I put on my school clothes, and headed out the door.
The wind was like shards of glass, hitting me in the face. It was snowing so hard that i couldn't see. The air was cold, the ground, frozen. I trudged my way through the slippery snow. Oh how i dreaded this weather.
I should have just stayed home. I had started walking back, fighting the gusting wind. My nose felt like it has icicles hanging below. My eyebrows, frosted. My lips, chapped. my hands, ice. My body, frostbitten. I bet if i looked in a mirror, i would be purple. I felt still and weak.
I was almost home, then i saw a car. A fast, uncontrollable car. It had come toward the sidewalk. My feet were like blocks of ice, therefore i could not move. Then... It hit me! I flew across the road. I lay there still... I'm dead.