Narrative Essays: Wonderland

The cheap mirror made me feel strange and helped me criticize every inch of my skin. I hate all defects. Despite covering scars of acne and random freckles, I still want to eat breakfast that I have not ever had. I do not like bones. I painted ivory skin with ivory cream. Powder a bright red lipstick. Mascara eyeliner is to make yourself look beautiful. I can not even make up for my appearance with cosmetics These cosmetics should make me Barbie dolls. I will give you a Barbie doll.

In the past 24 hours, snow is new and more than foot. It is fun to go out and play before returning to Los Angeles, as I would like to say. I am fixing winter wonder land. In order to make me a more fairy country, I had lunch with my "19 years old nephew Cole" old soul. Before I had to travel to the airport, we were trying to extend the time by pressing a clock. And like the lifestyle that often happens in Michigan in December, there is wonderful ice on the road. As we approached the backup of a car parked on a two lane road out of town, one of the patches appeared to be big. The moment the brake light turned on, suddenly I went into the garden toward the shoulder, but fortunately there were no grooves, and my sister's tires were buried in the snow.

There is a reason for the word "winter wonderland" - you have never heard the word "summer wonderland" before. A beautiful white thing makes everything beautiful. Even snow is a gorgeous natural marvel. Many people say the color of life is better, the summer sun will definitely make the contrast around us, and in the winter it will be very dull. Spring flowers are in bloom, grass and trees were not very green. The bright sky and sunlight last longer, and it is well known that the sun is good for your emotions.