i dont do journal entries much do i? ._. well to make up for it i stoped using lined paper and these r some stories i made ^o^ hope u enjoy it!
ch 1
To ever go with out a thought, care, or even feeling.. out in the cold snow..
Coming out bare footed letting the coldness come as if welcomed as the feeling of a hug.
"come back dear" a tired voice will say.
"i want to dance in it is all grandmother." said the girl withe the shade of snow for her hair.
"no blaming on me if u get ill." she stated.
the grandmother went inside the house so that the cold dosnt come in.
spinning around as if she was like the twirling snow flakes in the air ,