Built off a writing exercise in my fiction class, possibly to be submitted in this revised form as my first piece of the semester for workshop! I feel a little Stephen King-ish with this one, ha. Enjoy the snow!
It had been snowing for weeks. Night and day were distinguished only by the shifting shades of gray in the sky, the timed on and off of the orange streetlights overhead. Schools were closed indefinitely and children celebrated in the streets for the first three days of the onslaught. On the fourth day, the skies grew darker and the storm dumped an extra two feet of snow on top of the solid four-foot base. That was when the parents started keeping the kids inside.