Another Enchanted Land- Winter Writing Contest

*NOT MINE*

Hey Guys! I'm entering Joy's Winter Writing Contest, has you can see. It would mean a lot of Joy if you join! Ha-ha! Get it? Joy? Her name? Um, never mind.

He drives miles and miles away from this place called home.

Snow bites the outside of his car.

We try to see the small balls of gas. But, the pearl white, snow has take-in over the sky. 

Has we step outside of the warm car, snow bites my face.

I shied with my green gloves.
I ask to go home but,

he takes my hand and run with it.

runs and runs

with 

my ice, cold
hand.
But, somehow it warms up with l
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