Winter Writing

I can see the snowy mountain and a path to the mountain. I heard a noise behind me but it was just my friend trying to scare me and the wind blowing the air. The wind was blowing to the mountain so we went to the mountain. Through the mountain, the smell of animals occur, we don’t know what it is, so we leave the animals alone. We got to the mountain. We feel the frost in our hands. We were scared and happy.