Last weekend me and my friend Mia (who was eleven years old) were asleep at night when we both awoke with a start. Quickly, I rushed to the window to see a pure white sheet of snow spread across the front garden. We both ran outside and started to build a snowman, it had a carrot for it’s nose and pebbles for it’s eyes, mouth and buttons on his shirt. Our mum called me and Mia in to have our breakfast which was poached egg on toast: after we had finished, we went outside to finish their snowman. It was gone! No-one could find it, every body looked for it all day long and by the time it was time to go to bed it still hadn’t been found it. In the morning, we both looked out of the window to see if the snow was still there when we saw the snowman.