It was around christmas time. My family did not live where I live now. We were visiting our grandma. I was around 5, so this story was 8 years ago, but I still remember it. There was a bad blizzard. We had a fire going with the Christmas tree nearby with all sorts of presents with different colors of wrapping paper. We were waiting for my auntie. She lived in Sheridan, and snow was starting to fall. She hasn't arrived yet, and my dad was getting worried. Even though I was 5 I knew that something was wrong from how the parents were acting. The wind started to blow now. I was now getting worried about not knowing where my aunt is.
10 minutes later everyone was starting to get worried. My papa at the time was outside waiting for her. After a little he went inside and told us about the snow storm (or blizzard). I went to play with the fire. Like throwing stuff on it (paper,cardboard and matches). While my sister (she was 4 at the time) was playing with the dogs.
After 20 more minutes or so we saw headlights pulling into the driveway. It was my auntie. She told us she got stuck on the highway and she didn't have a phone connection because of the snow storm. Someone had to help her and that's how she got to my papa and grandma house.
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