"WHY IS the winter always cold?" she asked to herself in outside of her house. She hated the winter season because the cold of the temperature made her didn't want to go anywhere. She loved to sit in a fireplace, tastes the warm of flame. But, today was a big deal for her because she had to wait someone who delivered a package that sent from her best friend, Dottie. Had three days the package not been sent to her because of the post were busy to deliver many gifts and cards for Christmas, so there was the long queue. And, the leader of the postman call her that a postman would send her the package by Dottie.

Although wearing a shawl, she still felt cold.

Her brain. Her body's organ. Her cells. They went freezing.

She'd just waited for the postman for three hours. But, the postman didn't come. Was there something wrong? Could she waiting to her house and enjoying the warm of the flame?

Suddenly, it was like something that precluded the sun. A shadow. Looking at the sky, there was something that she see. Something that fell from the sky . . . to her! She galloped away from her place quickly. The thing had just fallen down to the earth when she'd just been a meter from her position. She then went to the thing. It was . . . a plane. Its paintjob seemed to be something about something that she knew. That red and white color with black and white line. The floats of it. The word "u" and another letter that she couldn't read because of the rust of the iron. Its body was so . . . terrible. Like had tortured, or crash, or something else.

But, somehow happened. Some whispered. But, its mouth was not said that. Those were three words: let me life. And the sound re-echoed three times.

She took the the plane and push it to her house. She didn't really believe the words. But, there was somewhat that made her a little understand about it.

Having just let it in to her house, someone came in. "Hello, Miss Gabriellia," it was the postman.

"Yes?"

"Your package have just been here."

"Great! Have three hours I've waited you in outside."

"I'm sorry, Miss."[]