Frost

When I look out my window in the morning and see frost, I already know I'm mostly going to start out having a bad day. I hate the cold and frost is a symbol of it. I already feel sick and as I stepped out my front door this morning, I had a wave of chills go down my body. I could feel the goosebumps on my arms. All I wanted to do was run back inside, jump in my warm, fuzzy bed, and SLEEP. But, of course I had to keep walking to the bus stop and wait. I lovee when the bus finally gets to the stop on cold days. The heating is usually on, so it's like a wave of heat, which also gives me quick goosebumps. By the time I get to school I'm comfortable on the bus and didn't  want to get up. So then I had to force myself up and go on into a cold school room. Ew. I HATE the cold.