This assignment was supposed to be a short winter description or story without using cliche words that were on the board to describe it.

December... What is December? It is the ugly early mornings. It's the transition from from feeling the suns rays to the pricking harsh environment, whenever you stepped outside. It's the dangerous patches of death on the ground. However it has it's good moments. The feeling of cuddling up with a blanket and the warm joy of Christmas around the corner. It holds beauty of that fresh pristine patch of hardened slush outside for the first time in ages. The warm hugs and the holidays. What is December to you?