Today I have been hit in the head with a snow ball countless amount of time. That's what I hate about snow; it's so cold after a snow ball fight. But then snow looks peaceful. It makes everything brighter. But then I have to shovel it out my front door. Although it's cold on the outside, it reminds me of fun I had that keeps me warm in the inside. (ding dong)"yo Eric, come out. we having a snow ball fight." "Oh really, well hold on" (Eric takes a shovel and some salt) "Take This!"