Warm

Why is it warm?

I’ve never felt warm in the snow before.

Before the bad men came. My momma and poppa used to take me out to see the first snow. They would take me out in it. So cold. The snow would fall like momma’s snow globe.

We had a small house, but it was big to me. As long as I had my momma and poppa, it was always big to me. Big and warm. So warm. I miss my momma and poppa.

The bad men came with guns and loud machines. So bad. We had to leave our home. Had to leave for the scary forest. I wasn’t scared. Poppa took his gun with him. He was so brave. He found us a new house. He said it used to belong to a smelly bear, but the bear was gone now. Now it’s ours. He used to make it so warm with a big fire.

Then one night poppa went out with his gun. We heard loud sounds like the ones the bad men made with their guns. Momma got real scared and ran out. Then momma didn’t come back. I got real scared.

So I ran out too.

It was so cold. So cold. I cried out for momma and poppa. I cried and cried. Then something stung me and I tripped and fell in the snow.

I was so cold in the snow.

Now it’s warm and bright.

Maybe the bright lady can tell me.