Snowman Narrative

Sticking two black button eyes on our snowman, I turned and gave Charlie a high-five. "Finished!" I said. "And there's not a finer snowman in the whole neighborhood." But Charlie wasn't looking at me. He was staring at the snowman, his face almost as white.

"D-d-d-did you s-s-s-see THAT?" he stammered. ... I looked over at the snowman and saw him walking off, I screamed and ran after him with my friends and we got to the snowman but and we tried to stop it but we couldn't, so we decided to let it do what it wanted to do. We were walking back to the house and we saw all the other snowman walking right towards where our snowman was.we rushed toward the house and locked the door. We got some hot chocolate and drank it while looking at the window