Personal Narrative: Snow Blowing Snow

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The wind was blustering, and the snow was blowing as a ground blizzard swept across the prarie. One could call me crazy for attempting this task, but I would call myself Minnesotan. The cold was nipping at my skin as I stepped out from the warm wood floor into the slightly cooler snow. I was barefoot, and I was only wearing a pair of shorts, and a t-shirt. The temperature on the thermometer outside read thirty below zero, but I did not care because I was born to be wild. Step by step and foot by foot I trudged my way forward through the four feet high drifts on my way to my goal seventy-five feet away, the mailbox. Soon the blowing snow began pelting my uncovered skin causing a slight sting. I only had to plod through ten more feet of snow