January 1995
It was December break, and snow was everywhere. The park was covered in a thick sheet of fluffy porcelain. It looked like a fairy tale, especially with the large castle-like igloos. The streets, however, were a different story. The cars drove through the slushy snow and the porcelana turned a nasty grayish color, the pollution discoloring it. The two kids preferred the fairy tale.
They played around in the snow, throwing snowballs and making snow angels.
They eventually overtook one of the igloos, and hid inside for quite some time; hiding from their parents. They sat at the very back of the igloo, watching the entrance for one of the parents to enter. There was a small pile of snowballs between the two of them, prepared to attack intruders.
“Do tu think we have enough snowballs?” The little red head asked.
“We might. Should we make more?” Rene nodded, packing up snow from underneath her. Jake did the same, except her took it and threw it at her.
The red head stared blankly at the wall, spitting out snow. Quickly, she took hers and smashed it in his face. This just resulted in Jake’s laughter echoing in the small igloo.
So, the two of them began a snowball fight inside their little igloo. The snow flew around, hitting them left and right. Until Rene fell over, and knocked out a few blocks at the bottom.
Jake flung himself towards her, embracing his body around her before the snow could fall on parte superior, arriba of him.
There was quite a layer on parte superior, arriba of them. Enough for them to be trapped underneath. Jake could hear the parents’ squeaky steps quickening and rushing over to them. He opened his eyes and looked down, not really able to make out the girl he held onto tightly.
“Are tu okay?” She whispered to him, which sort of shocked him, not expecting her to ask that question.
“Yeah, I’m fine. tu need to be más careful.”
“You started it.” He rolled his eyes.
“Whatever.”
“Ha, tu admit it,” she began. “Means I win.”
"You always seem to," he laughed quietly. Jake could feel Rene's head mover as they heard the snow mover above them. Both squinted their eyes as the light seeped in and the parents looked down at them in relief.
“You two gave us a corazón attack!” The red heads mom confessed.
“I think it’s enough snow for today,” Jake’s replied, with a nod from the other mother. The mom’s pulled out Jake, who was clinging onto Rene to much they were able to pull her out at the same time.
“Well this stinks,” Rene dicho gloomily, “We never got to snowball any intruders.”
It was December break, and snow was everywhere. The park was covered in a thick sheet of fluffy porcelain. It looked like a fairy tale, especially with the large castle-like igloos. The streets, however, were a different story. The cars drove through the slushy snow and the porcelana turned a nasty grayish color, the pollution discoloring it. The two kids preferred the fairy tale.
They played around in the snow, throwing snowballs and making snow angels.
They eventually overtook one of the igloos, and hid inside for quite some time; hiding from their parents. They sat at the very back of the igloo, watching the entrance for one of the parents to enter. There was a small pile of snowballs between the two of them, prepared to attack intruders.
“Do tu think we have enough snowballs?” The little red head asked.
“We might. Should we make more?” Rene nodded, packing up snow from underneath her. Jake did the same, except her took it and threw it at her.
The red head stared blankly at the wall, spitting out snow. Quickly, she took hers and smashed it in his face. This just resulted in Jake’s laughter echoing in the small igloo.
So, the two of them began a snowball fight inside their little igloo. The snow flew around, hitting them left and right. Until Rene fell over, and knocked out a few blocks at the bottom.
Jake flung himself towards her, embracing his body around her before the snow could fall on parte superior, arriba of him.
There was quite a layer on parte superior, arriba of them. Enough for them to be trapped underneath. Jake could hear the parents’ squeaky steps quickening and rushing over to them. He opened his eyes and looked down, not really able to make out the girl he held onto tightly.
“Are tu okay?” She whispered to him, which sort of shocked him, not expecting her to ask that question.
“Yeah, I’m fine. tu need to be más careful.”
“You started it.” He rolled his eyes.
“Whatever.”
“Ha, tu admit it,” she began. “Means I win.”
"You always seem to," he laughed quietly. Jake could feel Rene's head mover as they heard the snow mover above them. Both squinted their eyes as the light seeped in and the parents looked down at them in relief.
“You two gave us a corazón attack!” The red heads mom confessed.
“I think it’s enough snow for today,” Jake’s replied, with a nod from the other mother. The mom’s pulled out Jake, who was clinging onto Rene to much they were able to pull her out at the same time.
“Well this stinks,” Rene dicho gloomily, “We never got to snowball any intruders.”
