A wolf
My eyes stung the freezing ice filled breeze blew right on them. I finally closed them and walked blindly through the harsh snow storm. Finally I found a clearing no blistering cold winds or painful snow bullets. I opened my eyes and looked down at myself. I found instead of my normal skin color, was blonde and pink dyed fur covering my body. I looked at myself in the reflection of an icicle. I was a wolf with fur the same color as my long hair. I almost couldn't tell it was myself except for my one of a kind lime green eyes,and the fact that this has happened four times already this week. I dream I am a wolf the same color as my hair, who is in a terrible snow storm.
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