Snowflakes falling down

Do you remember my last story? The one about the snowflake that fell down? I was going to move on to my next story, but today I’ll just repeat my old one. It was back ten years ago, when I was a snowflake. Now I am just a plain little raindrop. That’s sad. I’ll tell you one of the incidents that happened when I was a snowflake.

When I was a snowflake, I was always the most beautiful one and the most designed. That’s why people always liked me. One time, when I was gradually coming down, a little girl who seemed to be just 4, was playing in the snow with her father. The two were having lots of fun together until the little girl saw me. The father was calling his daughter, the girl, Jenna. That is why I thought her name was Jenna. 

Jenna was surprised to see the best snowflake in town, so she decided to catch me. She knew from experience that snowflakes melt on your hands, so she thought she would catch me on her tongue. I knew all this because I overheard her when I was eve’s dropping. When I touched her tongue, it felt icky and yucky. Luckily, I SURVIVED. This is the reason I might be in one of the I SURVIVED books.

After I fell on her tongue, that is when I became a raindrop. I melted on her tongue and turned into rain. It was fun. I slowly slipped off her tongue and on the snow ground. It was fun.