For what seemed to be a "perfect snow day", I couldn't help myself to feel a certain darkness in the air that winter morning. Being older i have lost most interest in playing in the snow but still enjoy watching the neighborhood children have a good day. I sat outside until i had run out of coffee. So, as I was about to go inside I heard a moan, than a scream of pain. I turned around to see that one of the children snowmen have bit his leg! Of course I wasn't getting involved. So I barricaded myself. And watched as each snowman gets bigger and bigger. Not to mention the one who had a sock cap on. He was the scariest. His mouth was full of teeth, and I realized...he was starting at me.
