Lost+in+the+Snow

By Harrison Pyros Poor little Susie was lost in the snow. Meaning she didn’t know which way to go. She trudged along in the sea of white, Trying to get away from this threatening plight. She thought it would be fun to explore the cold woods. With nothing but a jacket and the trees acting like hoods. But, oh, was she wrong. And this idea did cost. Because soon little Susie was terribly lost. Hadn’t she just passed that bush that looked like a two? And why were Susie’s lips turning a dark shade of blue? Why did her breath come out in a wispy fog? And why was she shaking like a small hairless dog? Her legs were tired, and she leaned against the bark And noticed that the woods were beginning to get dark. Her eyelids were heavy and she wanted to sleep, <span style="font-family: "Segoe Script","sans-serif"; font-size: 14.66px;">But she fought back the urge to count those fluffy sheep. <span style="font-family: "Segoe Script","sans-serif"; font-size: 14.66px;">But soon, she laid down for some much needed rest, <span style="font-family: "Segoe Script","sans-serif"; font-size: 14.66px;">And pressed her jacket against her now freezing chest. <span style="font-family: "Segoe Script","sans-serif"; font-size: 14.66px;">She thought: //I’ll continue tomorrow. I’m done for the night.// //<span style="font-family: "Segoe Script","sans-serif"; font-size: 14.66px;">And tomorrow I’ll start up again at the first light. //   <span style="font-family: "Segoe Script","sans-serif"; font-size: 14.66px;">So she closed her eyes and let out a breath. <span style="font-family: "Segoe Script","sans-serif"; font-size: 14.66px;">Later that night, Susie froze to death.
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