Walking to school
One day, I am walking to school. I see a man walking closer and closer to me, as he is just beside me I know he is my teacher. With a big grin on his face, he says ‘What is your favorite subject” “my favourite subject is maths”. The cold winter wind is blowing all the snow to my face, the trees and leaves are almost frozen, my face is almost as cold as snow. The snow covers my feet, it’s so hard to walk through the snow, I feel like a big heavy giant as I stomp through the snow.
By:Mikayla
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