The Snow Globe
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Claire MacGarvie The Snow Globe "Myra Catherine" My Mother Shouted Don't you just hate it when they use your middle name. I stormed up the stairs and slammed the door behind me I could hear the angry foot steps of my mother running back down the creaky stairs. I threw myself on my cold bed as I saw the blurry snow globe on my bedside table; I wiped my tears and looked again. If only I could live there I thought to myself no mother, no school just me and no one can get in. Whilst staring at the happy faces in the snow globe my eyes began to get heavy, it was a struggle to keep them open I gave up and dozed in to a deep sleep. As I awoke I felt a gentle pitter patter on my cheek I thought I was my ceiling leaking again, I slowly opened my...


