"It was a cold February morning, the coldest one of the year I guess. I was having a biology class and I was getting really bored. I started looking through the window and I saw the white and beautiful snow coming down covering everything. I couldn't get concentrate, I was lost in my world as always. I felt I had to go out immediately from that room or I would have exploded thus I asked the teacher to go to the bathroom. I was heading through the bathroom when I saw the stairs that lead to the school garden. I needed to breath fresh air so I went down the stairs and I went out the building. I got to my favourite tree leaving my steps on the snow, and I sat down. I looked up at the windows of the other classrooms: I felt free. I closed my eyes and I inhaled the snowy air. I thought what could have thought my teacher not seeing me coming back. Maybe he was preoccupied.... Never mind, now I was feeling good and I wanted to enjoy that moment! I looked at the sky, admiring the snow coming down and laying on my face. I liked the feeling of the cold snow on my face. It was like it could remove every problem I had. I stayed like this for an hour and half until the bell rang. Then I decided to go back to school or I could've be blamed. I was heading to the school entry looking at the ground because my face was getting all wet when all of a sudden someone bumped on me...."