Chris Gwyn - Snow Day

In the dark barely a single light shines and a figure is outside my room. I half open my eyes and recognize the shape to be my mom. In the haze I hear a gentle whisper say, “school is canceled go back to sleep”. My eyes widen and a warm feeling bubbles in my soul, I can’t go back to sleep, so I get up. My limbs are still asleep and I look out the foggy window, and all I see is white glistening untouched snow.
    
I crawl like a sloth into my toasty bed and put my head down on my pillow, filled with all my dreams. I lie there looking at the blue wall and think about the winter snow falling, I drift off into my dreamland and wait to wake up and enter the white winter land.