As i sit in the window I take a sip of the hot coco in my hand and as the hot coco flows into my mouth a burst of warm chocolate slips into my mouth and flows down my through as a waterfall, I watch the snow dance through the air as they fall softly to the ground making a long white blanket across the yard and into the street. The sound of the front Dore opens and a ice cold gust of wined blows into the house and sends a cold chill down my spine. The sound of wind blowing on top of the chimney blows around the room, as my mother walks out from the basement with window paints and paintbrushes to paint the window for the on coming Christmas eve. My mother opens the black paint bottle and the strong stench of paint fills the little room as we paint the pictures that represent Christmas on the front windows. As we step back after the few minute of painting the beautiful mural of Christmas cartoon characters mother smiles down at me with her big sky blue eyes, and my eyes lit up like Christmas lights as i see the love in her eyes. As i sit down beside my daddy as he watches the news on the TV I begin the battle for staying awake. But alas, as always i have once agen fallen asleep.
- by Keke bloodrose |
- Non Fiction
- | Submitted on 12/11/2010 |
- Title: A wonderful winter's night
- Artist: Keke bloodrose
- Description: This creative writing is about when i was younger.
- Date: 12/11/2010
- Tags: wonderful winters night
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