touch snow

I was studying in a different school, but my coleagues were the same. I was wearing a big coat and a fancy scarf. I loved being dressed like this. I was walking on the corridor of the school when my boyfriend appeared, he looked very nice with winter clothes. He tooked me by the hand and we went to the window that was full of snow! People were outside running and throwing snow balls on each other.

So I opened the window and went through it with my boyfriend and I touched the snow on it. I felt something soft that melted in my hand quickly and I loved the sensation. Then my boyfriend and I felt backwards on the floor full of snow and he cuddled with me. It was so nice. I really wish it could become true!

it never snows where i live,obviusly because its hell n_n
but i want to touch the snow! to feel it on my cheeks and to throw a snowball at someone’s face! and i will~

At least it used to be we are getting less and less snow these days :(

4-5 years when kids are older

It’s soft.. very soft to the touch. Doesn’t melt on your hand. It doesn’t feel cold the moment you touch it but you know it is cold as it numbs your hand when you grip it for a while. It’s not as I have imagined it to be. I love it!

It never snows where I live =/ That’s sad

...might just be my favorite!

I enjoyed ten feet of snow at one time, my sophomore year of college in Fargo. A blizzard or two every single year of your life makes you tougher, more able to deal with anything that comes your way. Kind of like a Red Sox fan, I guess. Ah, good times.

In all my 14 years, I’ve never touched snow, never been overseas/in a plane, or even to the south island of my own country. I feel so trapped in this stupid place, I just want to run around it the snow till I get frost bitten and they have to amputate all my limbs

shoveled it, driven through it, cussed at it, played in it, etc.