Surprised by Joy

Mariah Joy Long- February 13, 2009

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Groundhog Day Story

Six More Weeks

"Six more weeks of winter," she moaned and raised up her fist into the February sky as though she were protesting the groundhog's prediction. Down fell the crystals of snow, rapid and thick, apathetic to her complaint. Seeing that her outcry wasn't having any influence, she pulled her brown coat closer to her chest and shivered.

She couldn't help feeling a little resentful towards that little Punxsutawney critter who cursed the weather. It had been such a long cold winter, and six more weeks seemed like an eternity. If she were still living in the south, it wouldn't have really mattered to her, but now that she was northbound, her teeth began to chatter just thinking about the weeks to come.

She sighed and watched her visible breath, forming a cloud around her face. The street was quiet, and she consoled herself by reminding herself that the walk to her apartment was very short. She took comfort in the thought of the cup of hot chocolate and the apple pie a la mode that awaited her at home. She looked up at the trees covered with the soft snow, and she grudgingly had to admit that she was in a winter wonderland. She was able to forgive the detestable cold, but only because it was beautiful. She even gave up her diabolical plan to kidnap little groundhog Phil, and hold him for a million dollar ransom.

Maybe next winter, she wouldn't be so nice...

The End.