Freezing and alone
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As my mother drove home trying to beat the bitter cold that awaited us outside the car. We could feel it trying to sink its way into our warm car. I looked out the window overjoyed at the site of the first snow of the season. Even though it was still November it was spiting snow. My mommy says that when we get home we need to Bonduel up for we don’t get sick, but I love the cold weather. I took off my glove and placed my bare hand onto the cold glass I sighed in relieve. It was hot in this car.
Mommy: “I’m sure your dad and your sister has unpacked everything we need for tonight, and I’m sure you will love this new house.”
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