I ran outside, the flakes clung to my jacket, and the world seemed at ease. Snowballs flew through the courtyard as classes formed armies and alliances. I was but child soldiers in a war against growing up.
Not typical, obsessive; fascinated with spirituality; apathetic to culture; avid movie watcher; lover of food; mesmerized by history; questioner of all; independent; spoiled; confident but not smug; critical.
Sorry me, I am not a real writer, I am here because I want to improve my English.
1 Comments:
What a great picture! I haven't seen snow in years!
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