So I had to do a short story for English. I had to take a Christmas song and turn it into a story. So I was thinking, I will put up a preview. If you like it, let me know and I will write the rest of story on here as a different story.
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Winter of 1912
I was drawing hearts on the foggy glass. Just a week before Christmas, I finally had my first love at 18. It was my first winter in Christopher's tan arms. We decided to go for a coach ride. We have been in the coach for fifteen minutes but are just now leaving. There is nothing but the open road. We saddled up and went on the coach ride. We saw a deer family, a doe, a buck, and a fawn. After the ride, we cuddled by the fire. Being in the arms of your love is an amazing feeling. It was starting to reach nightfall, the flames rising. We fell asleep as fast as the stars are coming out. It was a delight.
The next day, we woke up in the same position as before, cuddling by the fire. It was snowing. There was two or three inches on the the ground. We got dressed and went out in the snow. He made a snow angel. I could not make one since I was in a dress. We laughed and played all day. When it was time for supper, we went inside. His mood, however had changed drastically. He became moody. He was acting irritated and I did not know why.