The snow fell around my frosted feet as I stood by the icy Oak tree. The blue sky seemed awkward in the blustery weather. I felt a cold breeze go through my hair through my soft, woolen hat. My fingers began to feel numb and I put them in my pockets to warm them up as much as I could. I pulled the collar of my coat up higher to my neck and felt the cold zipper brush my chin. My teeth began to chatter when I realized the frigid air surrounding me was only becoming colder. The barren trees seemed fragile in the cold, crisp air. Their nakedn ....