By, Hannah
Dear diary,
Today I know I’m going to die. I’ve known this for awhile, of course it would happen I’m a raindrop and it’s the coldest day of the month. I can feel myself filling up with more and more water, anytime now I’ll plunge to the earth and melt. I’ve always been scared of this moment because no one can stop what happens naturally. Here I go falling down, down, down. There’s the place I’m going to die, but for some reason it become’s brighter and brighter like snow like the snowflake I became. I’ve landed it’s slightly colder down here, I see many snowflakes too but they’re not quite the same. I’m happy here and I know I always will be.
Tiger Times 