Frozen

Frozen

When I was a child, I would often go to the grocery store with my mom. I remember her feeding me snacks to keep me busy. Sure, it was semi-distracting to munch on some crackers or pretzels or whatever, but nothing could fully prepare me from what was coming.

I sat in the giant metal grocery cart as we approached a stark white aisle. I closed my eyes, because I was afraid of what was going to happen next. All at once a gust of wind blew in my direction. I kept my eyes closed and I crossed my arms, holding my body to protect myself from sudden temperature drop. I wasn’t prepared for this. I was only wearing a short sleeved tee-shirt.

My teeth began to chatter and I was certain that if I opened my eyes, I would be surrounded by snow. The cold intensified and I had no choice but to put my arms inside of my shirt to preserve body heat. If I open my eyes, I’m sure there will be a penguin standing in front of me. I must be on an ice cap. I thought.

With my eyes still closed I felt around for a box of graham crackers and some bread to hide under to preserve my body heat. They helped a little, but not much.

Were we still in the grocery store? 

There’s an igloo here, I just know it.

The cart stopped moving and my body shook with fear and cold.

Then, abruptly, there was another gust of wind. I heard a door shutting and it stopped. There was no more cold. I opened my eyes and I saw this:

frozen

I knew it was over.

“Can we get Oreos mom?” I asked

“Sure, honey.” She responded.

By | 2014-07-22T13:17:33+00:00 July 22nd, 2014|Uncategorized|1 Comment

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  1. jess.⚓ July 22, 2014 at 2:56 pm

    What?! So I’m not the only child who dreaded the frozen food section? When I was old enough to wander alone, I would actually avoid it. I didn’t like how cold it got.

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