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It was a dragon, blue and silver, raising its wings over the grand paradise of tropical bliss. Humid temperatures, sandy shores, and blinding suns didn't make me enjoy it.

I tossed and turned in bed, my forehead beaded with sweat.

"Sylvin, Sylvin!"

The obnoxious noise woke me up. I groggily lifted my head from my white pillow, scanning the room for the source of the sound.

My bedroom door slammed open, which would usually scare me half to death, but my mind was still rendering what was happening. I rubbed my eyes, stretched my arms, and stared at the door. Wait-the little boy at the door... Ahh, my annoying brother.

"What," I croaked, messily tying my bed head into a bun. "It's..." My gaze drifted over to the clock on my wall. "It's 6:34 in the morning... It's... Oh my god it's 6:34 in the morning! I need to sleep, Elliot!"

My mind finally started to work. Usually, I would glare at my little brother, but I was still a bit woozy from just waking up.

"Sylvin, there's snow!" Elliot chirped, unbothered by my surprise. "Let's go!"

"Huh?" I mumbled. Snow... There was snow. Something clicked in my mind. I shot up from my bed, jumped onto the floor and dragged my brother downstairs.

"Why didn't you say earlier?" I yelled, "You should've woke me up at... At 4:00, or something!"

Elliot blinked in surprise at my sudden change of mood.

I slammed the front door open, a grin appearing on my face as I saw the scene.

White snow was perfectly placed over everything, the icicles hanging off trees and roofs glistening like angles. The sky was a cloudy, white painting, streaked with even brighter dots, things called

"Snow," I breathed, closing my eyes. I belly flopped onto the snow covered grass in my yard, relishing the frosty temperature. I lifted my head to stare at the winter wonderland, my soul slowly sinking in with it.

I lay my head into the snow, wondering why I got this wonderful sensation whenever winter came. The cold surrounding me made me feel so refreshed, so new and innocent. The layered snow covering the once lush green land looked purer than anything in the world.

I sighed, closed my eyes, and let myself sink into the snow more. It was so... Peaceful. The serene silence soothed my heart, my worries cast off to a faraway land. I laughed. My hands cupped together a fistful of snow, and I showered it over myself. The pure, blinding white drifts of snow floated down on my face, the cool patches soothing my face. The crease of frustration in my forehead vanished, my tense hands loose, and my aching heart set free from any burdens.

I wish I could lie here forever. Just this position, just this time, just this.

Call me crazy, call me different, but this is my winter, something I tend to call paradise.

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It was a dragon, blue and silver, raising its wings over the grand paradise of tropical bliss. Humid temperatures, sandy shores, and blinding suns didn't make me enjoy it.

I tossed and turned in bed, my forehead beaded with sweat.

"Sylvin, Sylvin!"

The obnoxious noise woke me up. I groggily lifted my head from my white pillow, scanning the room for the source of the sound.

My bedroom door slammed open, which would usually scare me half to death, but my mind was still rendering what was happening. I rubbed my eyes, stretched my arms, and stared at the door. Wait-the little boy at the door... Ahh, my annoying brother.

"What," I croaked, messily tying my bed head into a bun. "It's..." My gaze drifted over to the clock on my wall. "It's 6:34 in the morning... It's... Oh my god it's 6:34 in the morning! I need to sleep, Elliot!"

My mind finally started to work. Usually, I would glare at my little brother, but I was still a bit woozy from just waking up.

"Sylvin, there's snow!" Elliot chirped, unbothered by my surprise. "Let's go!"

"Huh?" I mumbled. Snow... There was snow. Something clicked in my mind. I shot up from my bed, jumped onto the floor and dragged my brother downstairs.

"Why didn't you say earlier?" I yelled, "You should've woke me up at... At 4:00, or something!"

Elliot blinked in surprise at my sudden change of mood.

I slammed the front door open, a grin appearing on my face as I saw the scene.

White snow was perfectly placed over everything, the icicles hanging off trees and roofs glistening like angles. The sky was a cloudy, white painting, streaked with even brighter dots, things called

"Snow," I breathed, closing my eyes. I belly flopped onto the snow covered grass in my yard, relishing the frosty temperature. I lifted my head to stare at the winter wonderland, my soul slowly sinking in with it.

I lay my head into the snow, wondering why I got this wonderful sensation whenever winter came. The cold surrounding me made me feel so refreshed, so new and innocent. The layered snow covering the once lush green land looked purer than anything in the world.

I sighed, closed my eyes, and let myself sink into the snow more. It was so... Peaceful. The serene silence soothed my heart, my worries cast off to a faraway land. I laughed. My hands cupped together a fistful of snow, and I showered it over myself. The pure, blinding white drifts of snow floated down on my face, the cool patches soothing my face. The crease of frustration in my forehead vanished, my tense hands loose, and my aching heart set free from any burdens.

I wish I could lie here forever. Just this position, just this time, just this.

Call me crazy, call me different, but this is my winter, something I tend to call paradise.