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Snow Ball Fights

With Snow Angels

By Kent BrindleyPublished 3 years ago • 1 min read
Snow Ball Fights
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The first Snow Day of the school year had been announced earlier.

I had a steaming cup of Hot Cocoa by my bed and a bellyful of that morning's oatmeal breakfast. I was ready to curl up under the covers as the wind whistled outside and continued to drop a layer of white and ice outside.

Suddenly, I heard the thud of a snowball against my window; then, another snowball. The third snowball hit the ice dam overhanging my room. I opened my window to address the disturbance only to get creamed in the face by the fourth snowball in a minute's time.

"Snowball fight." Sean Parker announced himself. "Guys vs. girls. We're getting KILLED!"

I dusted the snow from my face, nodded in anticipation, and bolted to get changed, dressed for outdoors, and join the fray.

Five guys and five girls soon stood opposite one another. Sure enough, Gloria Collins was there to lead the line of girls; I knew she would be. A deep feeling in the seat of my gut warned me what would happen if I beat her in the snowball fight; or what I'd have to hear about if she won...

Soon, the snowball fight ended in a draw. Much laughter and giggles had been shared between the two genders. Then, everyone else departed for the day. Gloria and I continued to lay outside in the snow and make snow as the first great snow swirled around us. The moment was right between us two...

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Kent Brindley

Smalltown guy from Southwest Michigan

Lifelong aspiring author here; complete with a few self-published works always looking for more.

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    Written by Kent Brindley