Snow Blaze
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"It's cold."
Snow stood facing the frozen lake, trying to remember what it looked like when it was not frozen. There was a time last year when some students fell down the lake, though they didn't die, as Snow expected. She has always been expecting death. As though death was something normal even in the smallest mistake. "Death always comes," she would say to herself as she drinks her chocolate drink. But death never frightened Snow. No. Death always comes.
The last snow fell slowly down the school. Spring would soon come, and Snow would wait for winter again. There was something comfortable about the whiteness winter brings the earth. Though there was a sting of the coldness, something about the white carpet of snow makes the world look peaceful.
Snow jumped to the lake, expecting the hard ice hit her shoes with a small thud. But then, there was a loud crack. And the ice broke. "N-no..!" Snow had muttered before she started to fall to the cold water.
It was electrifying, the water. Snow, an experienced swimmer, wasn't able to move when she fell. Her legs and arms numbed. And there was a split second under the water when she wanted to shout. But it was a split second. And the numbness, the electrifying cold, stopped Snow from thinking about hope. She stayed still, almost accepting the death she had always thought about.
Snow stood facing the frozen lake, trying to remember what it looked like when it was not frozen. There was a time last year when some students fell down the lake, though they didn't die, as Snow expected. She has always been expecting death. As though death was something normal even in the smallest mistake. "Death always comes," she would say to herself as she drinks her chocolate drink. But death never frightened Snow. No. Death always comes.
The last snow fell slowly down the school. Spring would soon come, and Snow would wait for winter again. There was something comfortable about the whiteness winter brings the earth. Though there was a sting of the coldness, something about the white carpet of snow makes the world look peaceful.
Snow jumped to the lake, expecting the hard ice hit her shoes with a small thud. But then, there was a loud crack. And the ice broke. "N-no..!" Snow had muttered before she started to fall to the cold water.
It was electrifying, the water. Snow, an experienced swimmer, wasn't able to move when she fell. Her legs and arms numbed. And there was a split second under the water when she wanted to shout. But it was a split second. And the numbness, the electrifying cold, stopped Snow from thinking about hope. She stayed still, almost accepting the death she had always thought about.