Snow Ball Fight!

The snow began to full, heavier and heavier, as we slept warm in our beds. At our arrival of morning our heads glanced out the windows to see what has laid upon our land. All the little boys and girls played outside in between every class, throwing and laughing, rolling in the snow. As they hours of the day past by, they began to want the snow for themselves. In a selfish fight, they started to push and shove, even bury faces of joy into frowns of snow. As all the boys and girls, numbering in the hundreds started to hate their friends that once made them laugh. As what was once fun turned into a bloody battle, a armageddon on the soccer field. After their nightly meeting everyone rushed out to get the snow that they claimed as their own. Some joining together to create stronger forces, The Crew one of the bigger known groups built towers of snow, defending their fort with their lives, while taking lives that intruded. As they field was stormed more forts were built in an effort to save themselves. Eventually The Crew's walls were penetrated, forcing them to move out and destroy what was left of the others. The white blood shed everywhere, heads frozen to the ground, boys and girls, no more loving each other but a hateful, brutal war was at hand. Eventually all the snow was gone, from the trampling of their feet, if only they played together, there would be no defeat.

I just felt like writing a little story, but let me tell you what really happened. It started snowing and we received a good amount of snow, so perfect for packing, making snowmen and snow balls, about 1 ft. So between every class period on our 10 min. breaks we had snowball fights. Then we got a game organized for after devos, for 9:30-10:30. We built a fort before dinner in preparation for the battle. Right after devos we charged out and claimed our territory. Those who invaded our tower got a brutal beating, and a lot of snow down their shirt and in their face. Some one took this balcony, look out thing over the soccer field, so we tried to breach it. I tried to climb up the side of it, and they threw me off a couple times, but the 3rd time I landed on a piece of wood, slowing me down the rest of the night. It still hurts a little to walk but I will be fine. Their was at least 100 students out there (guys and girls). It was a pretty epic night. Owen Walsh was wearing a t-shirt, I had a cardigan, while everyone else hid beneath their fluff of a coat. It was a great time, but I am super sick of snowballs now...

(I wish I had pictures but I figured I'd sacrifice the photos for the fun.)