Early Snow

Waking up to a foot of snow was a surprise. The earley snow
wasn’t going to put a damper on the Halloween fun. Someone
already built a smowman in the front yard. I went out to inspect old Frosty.
It almost looked alive.

By the time trick-or-treating started, each yard on the street was filled with snowmen.
It was as if they had rapidly multiplied. I felt like I was being watched everywhere I
went.

With my pillow-case full with goodies I headed home. But the snow was falling so hard I could not see where I was, and I started to panic.

Something tapped my shoulder and I spun around to see a snowman. I fell back in fright. The sticks that were used as the arms began to grow and spout fingers. The two limbs wrapped around my arms and pulled me up. Lettig go leaving pucketts of snow on my arms, it turned around disappearing into the darkness.

The snow let up some, and I could make out my surrounding. The snow wouldn’t come off of my arms no matter how hard I wiped. By the time I made it home the snow had stopped but I was covered with the white stuff.

I stood in front of the fire place to get warm. I was getting sleepy and had trouble seeing.

As everything went black, I could hear my mom yell, “Joey, you’re melting.”