Her First and Last Journey

By: Katie McNeill

       One day, all of us snowflakes wanted to get out of a cloud.  We found a little opening.  My mom said I could go only if I would bring my younger sisters.  Oh, sorry.  How rude of me to not introduce myself.  My name is Dakota and I’ve been a snowflake for 2 weeks.  It’s a lot longer in snowflake years.  In human years, I am 10 years old - almost 11.  These are my sisters, December (1 week/5 years), January (6 days/5 years), and February (3 days/2 years).

        I wanted to go so I could have freedom.  I jumped while holding hands with my sisters.  Whoosh!  We started falling.  It was getting hot.  I prayed for the wind to blow us north.  The wind suddenly stopped, we started falling, and fell on a roof with hot smoke coming out of a chimney.  We then fell onto a girl’s hat.  Then the girl went inside and put her hat near the fireplace with a fire going.  We started melting. Before I melted, I left a letter for my mom.  It said:

    Dear Mom, We got taken in on a hat and there was a roaring fire going. We melted and now we are going to the great above, HOME!!!