When I woke up and saw the snow it reminded me of when I was a kid and I built wondrous snow forts. Remembering back there was this one time I had trampoline and I built a big ring of snow around the bottom of the trampoline and used the trampoline as the top of the fort. But it had some holes in it. Luckily I had the greatest fort when I had snowball fights with my friends. I made a gigantic igloo. Although I could only squeeze in to it, I would hide in it during snowball fights and make more snowballs. I would play outside for hours then come inside freezing and curl up by the luminous fireplace with a blanket and drink hot chocolate and lazily drift to sleep. On Christmas I would always look outside and watch the snow it snowed on every Christmas I can remember I hope this year I can wake up on Christmas and see the snow outside and get reminded of when i was a kid.

snowman/october object

I stare at the kids that run by laughing. The cold doesn't seem to bother them as they run around throwing snowballs at each other. They run and jump I wish I could too but I must stand here unmoving with only a scarf to keep me warm.
For hours I stand perfectly still and the parents call their children’s names and they reluctantly head home to their houses, leaving me all alone with my thoughts.
As I look into the dimming sky I think about how spring is coming and I doubt I’ll be here to see summer I will die eventually so will all the others like me and only winter will allow more to be born and then they will suffer the same fate as us I wonder what’s the point of even living if you never change anything.
As the day’s role by it gets hotter and hotter Intel one day the ground all around me has turned green and I can barely stand.
Slowly melting my rock eye falls to the ground my stick arms fall out of their sockets then I fall over onto the grass snow flies all over. It’s all over.

gingerbread man plan

gingerbread man

What is your object thinking?
how Christmas time is nice but Christmas day is bad because Santa eats him

What is your object feeling?
happy and sacred


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