Writing Fiction

Maggie tries to handle the Snow Storm!

She has long Blonde hair with light brown highlights and blue eyes that are as clear as the ocean. She sits by the window all bundled up as the white snow falls fast outside, leaving her stuck inside with no luck going to her holiday party at work. Her boss had canceled the party as the mayor of her town had put out a city-wide warning for everyone to stay inside, and she is now stuck with a double chocolate cake and her ½-gallon homemade eggnog. She had picked out the perfect red dress with extended shelves on it with a slight low cut in the front, a white snowflake necklace and earrings, and the most excellent white shiny clear shoes. She felt like if the party could not happen, she could dress up and have fun while sitting by the fire watching a movie.

So Maggie dressed up and cut a slice of the cake, poured a glass of eggnog, put on a movie, set on the logs in her fireplace, and lit the fire until it burned and burned. The crackling of the fire relaxed her as the heat warmed over her body. The movie made her laugh and smile at the joy of Christmas; soon, the time passed as Maggie watched movie after movie. She did not notice that the snow had picked up; snowflakes had grown in size, and the snow was about a foot up her back door.

Soon, it grew dark outside, and Maggie decided to go to bed for the night. As she slept, the snow storm picked up, and the snow fell and fell and fell until it would be impossible for her to go anywhere for the next couple of days. She woke up early, hoping she could go outside and be a big kid again, play in the snow, and make snow angels and a snowman that she would dress up with her decorations.

As she descended the stairs and looked out her back door, she realized she was shocked at how much snow was outside her house. Because of how bad the weather was, her joy of going out and spending time in the snow quickly faded away as she realized she was stuck. She started to panic, for she had no clue how long it would take for the snow to melt if anyone else got out and how long it would take if she did need help.

It took all the strength and patience to calm herself down. Thirty minutes later, she decided she should call out and see how everyone was, for she knew some of her family and friends might be panicking, too. So, the following hours she spent calling and talking to everyone she knew, and so far they were all fine and going to see how the others were and safety staying inside by the fire, hoping the sun would come out soon and melt the giant hill of snow away so they could go out and enjoy it. After all her phone calls, Maggie soon found herself making some hot chocolate with tons of marshmallows and looking out her back window at all the things covered in snow.

All her backyard decorations vanished before the surface of the snow. She didn’t want to look out the front but was curious about how much worse it may look. She quickly walked to the front of the house through her long hallway leading to her massive living room, for she had forgotten her socks, and her oak wooden floors were cold. She didn’t know how long her poor little toes could take as they felt like she was walking on a block of ice.

Written by: Deirdre Stokes

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