By StoneSky and ShelLuserPart One>>Blake woke up with pure joy and excitement. He ran to the window to see if the day could get better, and it had. Outside was filled with snow and it was a winter wonderland.>>"Blake, come open your gifts so we can go back to sleep!" his mother shouted from downstairs in a joking manner.>>Blake rushed downstairs still in his pyjamas. When he arrived to the christmas tree, he found mom and dad sitting on the couch drinking coffee. The tree had around 6 or 7 presents all for him. No time for guessing, he quickly rips open the wrapping paper of his presents.>>Out of all of the gifts he opened, he most loved the snowman plush, which was about the average size of a normal teddy bear, with a pumpkin head. It was odd for a snowman to have a pumpkin head, but it was still special to Blake.>>"Looks like he really loves that snowman thing. Where'd you buy it?" whispered his mother to his father>>"I thought you bought it?" whispered back his father>>"That's odd...">>Blake looked gleefully at the snowman and knew immediately what his name will be.>>"Hey, Blizzy. You're going to love it here.">>With that said, he ran to retrieve his snow gear and sled and ran outside with Blizzy in hand. There was always this one hill that not many knew about. It was a pretty large hill which made it great for sledding. Blake made sure to not be spotted by the other kids; they are all bullies. On his way to the hill, he spotted two new boys who had just moved in yesterday. Blake played with the idea of possibly going up to them and trying to make new friends, but went against it. No way they would be friends with somebody like him.>>He arrived at the hill and what a sight to see. Pure white untouched snow covered the hill from top to bottom. A place to have as much fun as he wants and more importantly, a place to get away from the other kids. For the rest of the day he took Blizzy up and down the hills have a blast.>>As the sun was approaching the horizon, Blake made his way back. He was only about 1/2 a mile away when he heard the one thing he had been dreading to hear.>>"Hey, lard!">>Blake's last name was Ard. The kids would rarely call him by his first name and he didn't really get the insult of lard, but a name is a name. Blake kept moving, ignoring them.>>"Don't walk away, I know you can hear me">>Blake heard footsteps behind him, fastly approaching. It was too late for Blake, he just had to endure now. He was pushed to the ground. The kid who pushed him then kicked him over so that he was face up.>>"Where were you?">>Blake didn't speak. The boy that pushed him glanced at the sled.>>"Oh, looks like you found my sled.">>"It's not yours" replied Blake>>"Are you calling me a liar?">>The boy took the sled and kicked Blake again.>>"Next time don't call me a liar">>The boy walked away with his group of friends. Blake got up and walked home. He went straight up to his room and locked the door. He hopped on his bed and went to pull out Blizzy from his pocket to find nothing was there. He couldn't believe it; Blake's first friend and he already lost him. A horrible ending to what was suppose to be a good day. At least the day is over. It seemed to take hours but eventually Blake finally fell asleep. Well, as close to sleep as he could get. He felt miserable, uncomfortable, and cold.