Lost in the frost

I met a girl called Winter

She had blue skin with icicles hanging from her.

she looked freezing and cold.

and her touch felt like an icy winter’s day.

I met a boy called Arctic

He was white and looked like soft snow

He looked like he was a snowman

that had come to life.

he told me that he was looking for his sister.

I met a lady called Storm

She towered like a mountain with a blizzard surrounding her

She was very scary with dark white skin.

She was intimidating and frightening and I ran away.

I was running home when I met a man called Snow

He looked scared and worried

He was shaking like a rogue washing machine.

He was short with arms like a gorilla

He didn’t say a word and ran off.

By Logan Y5