It was winter break at my school, and it was December 23 2018. When I walked outside to play, my snowman was not there. I called out her name which is Stella. I went inside to ask my parents what happened, but they did not know. I went back outside and sat down to think of what might have happened.
When I got up, I saw a trail leading to my backyard. I looked up and Stella was jumping on my trampoline. Stella was wearing my mom’s pink, soft gloves and purple scarf that I did not put on her. I asked her if she could get down, and she did. I said, “Race you to the hill,” and we did, and she was almost as fast as a cheetah. We finally, both of us, were at the hill. I then asked if she wanted water since she was panting. She said, “Can I go with you?” I told her that I am not allowed to bring snow inside. Stella started yelling at me and throwing a fit. I tried to calm her down before my parents heard. I calmed her down in time. I went inside to get the water, and when I came back outside she was gone. I looked around the house, but I could not find her. Then I did find her on the roof. I asked her how she got up there, and she said that she jumped up. I told her that she could get down then, but Stella said, “No. I am too scared,” with a scared face. I built a big pile of snow underneath her and said to jump into the snow. I told her to trust me, so she did, but then she broke an arm. I went to find a new one, and I did. It was the last one. I put it on her, and she felt better. Stella and I both went to bed because it was very late. I first made her a bed outside with snow and ice. We slept well, but when I woke up it turned out it was just a dream. The dream would be a blast for me if it was real. Hope you loved the story! Bye Bye! Made by:KAB
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