Snowman

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Ella, Ben, Cheryl, and I are building a snowman outside.

"We just need a little more snow." I say, bending down over to gather some more.

I feel something hit my back and stand straight to look behind me.

Ben has the most guilty grin on his face.

"Hey!" I laugh about what he did.

"I hope you know," I start balling snow, "that this means war." I throw the snowball at him, it hits him dead in the center of the face. A laugh bubbles out of me as I point at his snow covered face.

"You can't do that to Ben!" Cheryl laughs.

With his gloved hand, he wipes the snow off.

"You're dead meat." Cheryl throws a snowball at me.

"Oh, no, you didn't just-" Ella starts speaking but a snowball hits her head.

Ben starts laughing.

I pick up snow, ball it and throw it at him. "You can't do that to Ella!" I laugh.

Ben and Cheryl look at each other for a few seconds before they begin to run towards us.

Ella and I make a run for it.

A yelp escapes my lips as they get closer to us.

"No, please!" Ella laughs as Ben pushes her into a pile of snow.

"I scream as Cheryl does the same to me. But their plan didn't work too well they fall right with us.

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