Write from a point of view of a snow flake falling to earth or from the point of view of a snowman, from creation to melting

A snowflake

I started my life way up puffy clouds of grey dropped me. Thousands of others who resembled me fell with me. Yet it was not falling and I was still unique. I had my own design and to the naked eye no one would know but I was special only to me. Me and my relatives danced and swirled in the air enjoying ourselves. The world began to come into view already coated in a soft blanket of snow. Trees of green longed to be coated in our goodness. I swayed with the harsh breeze trying to chose my match. Children jumped and played around in glee forming a snowman who I had longed to see Frosty. I swirled and landed right on Frosty’s nose. Though he was completely still I felt him smile. As my friends continued to dance and choose their place amoung the ground I watched in awe of the beauty. I soon would evaporate and go back to the clouds but that was a many days away and I intend to enjoy myself.

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