Tracy's "Snow storm"
In this story, 
is "pillows", 
is "snow",
is "fireplace", and 
is "dinner".
As I laid my head on my I could hardly believe
my eyes. I stared out the window and what did I see? A
storm! I ran down stairs to tell my mother who was putting away
the
dishes. She said we could start a fire in the , so
that we would stay warm through the night.
The End
Story by: Tracy, age 11, USA 
