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Chapter 1: The Days We Tied Our Dots
The days we spent on snowball throwing were some of the funniest I’ve ever experienced. From the initial snowballs to the final showdowns, every throw was a little different but all played a part in making us feel like a team.
We started with the basics—piling snowballs into our snow bags and then throwing them at each other. It felt like hitting a golf ball off of a cliff, but the outcome was far from predictable. Sometimes the opponents escaped, others kept their distance, and it all came down to how much pressure we put on each other.
As the days went on, I realized just how much effort we had putting together these simple games. The snowflakes were so cold, yet it felt like the world was alive with energy—just imagine the children laughing at your snowballs and the adults grinning from ear to ear.
By the time we hit “the bell” at 9 p.m., I was thinking of sleeping on a nice piece of bread. The world was already falling apart, and I wasn’t even sure how much I could contribute to this game anymore. It was like watching a football game that never had a winner—it just kept going back and forth, never settling.
Chapter 2: When the Weather Changed
The following morning, we packed up our things and split into teams for another snowball fight. This time, it wasn’t about winning or losing, but more about being better together.
As soon as I started throwing a big pile of snowballs at one of my teammates, they all turned around and looked at me square in the face. It was like watching someone else get hurt in a fight—and what hurt us most? The fact that we had just made it to our first actual fight back home.
I felt like I knew what I was doing. Just enough knowledge about snowball throwing to make everyone laugh and feel better than they did before the game started. But as soon as my opponent tried to attack me, I knew I wasn’t going to let them win—no matter how hard it was for them.
Chapter 3: The Big Game
After a long day of sports training and football practice, we all got into a big fight over who was better at snowball throwing. It was like watching the World Series—the stakes were higher, and the rules weren’t any easier to follow than they had been throughout the game.
As I made my way to my teammate’s bag on the far end of the field, everything seemed like it was about to explode into pieces. I turned around and saw a snowball rolling off our bags—a huge explosion right there in front of everyone else.
I stopped trying to make sense of what was happening—this wasn’t just about throwing snowballs; it was about getting better at something that made others feel bad for themselves. It felt like we were all playing in a game, and that game had no set end or goal anymore.
Chapter 4: Remembering the Past
As I prepared to take my final class photo that day, I couldn’t help but think back on how much this experience meant to me. We spent hours building our snowmen, throwing snowballs, and trying our best to be better together. It felt like we were all in a war zone—no one was safe from another’s attacks.
But then again, if you don’t have your team safe from each other, it doesn’t matter how hard the opponent tries to beat you. Sometimes, even when you’re not winning, that’s enough.
Chapter 5: The Future of Us
By the next morning, we were back in our rooms, all hoping to hit another big game with the same group. But the world around us was getting a little better each day—people were healthier, and friendships were stronger as we worked together against each other.
In short, it wasn’t just about snowballs anymore—and neither were we. This was a game that changed everything for me—not just about us being better together, but about how we could shape the world we lived in.
Chapter 6: What Happened Later
The following morning, I felt like I was ready to take on another big challenge. But as soon as my friend tried to attack me, it wasn’t any game at all—this was just snowball throwing like it was the only thing they could do right now.
It felt like we were both in a war zone again—and that wasn’t good. But then I remembered something from our first game—that this was going nowhere. No one wanted to watch me throw snowballs into someone else’s bag. And if you don’t, it doesn’t matter how hard the opponent throws their own snowballs.
Chapter 7: The End
The rest of the day was spent trying not just throwing better snowballs but also getting better at keeping people safe from each other. It wasn’t easy, but it was what made this game meaningful—more than ever before.
As I packed up my stuff and headed home, I couldn’t help but think back to when we first started—when I felt like the world was falling apart with everyone around me. But then again, if you don’t have your team safe from each other, it doesn’t matter how hard the opponent throws their own snowballs.
And that’s okay...it just means we’re all safer off there.
Chapter 8: The Second Day
The next day, I realized that even though the game was over for me, my knowledge of snowball throwing had never grown. It wasn’t about winning or losing—it was about being better together, and it still felt like something new.
As I prepared to leave our room together, I couldn’t help but laugh at the number of people who were still laughing at me right there in front of us—people who thought we were just another bad thrower. But then again, if you don’t have your team safe from each other, it doesn’t matter how hard someone throws their own snowballs.
And that’s okay...it just means we’re all safer off there.
Chapter 9: The Final Day
The following morning, I felt like I was ready to take on another big challenge. But as soon as my friend tried to attack me, it wasn’t any game at all—this was just snowball throwing like it was the only thing they could do right now.
It felt like we were both in a war zone again—and that wasn’t good. But then I remembered something from our first game—that this was going nowhere. No one wanted to watch me throw snowballs into someone else’s bag. And if you don’t, it doesn’t matter how hard the opponent throws their own snowballs.
And that’s okay...it just means we’re all safer off there.
Chapter 10: The End
The rest of the day was spent trying not just throwing better snowballs but also getting better at keeping people safe from each other. It wasn’t easy, but it was what made this game meaningful—more than ever before.
As I packed up my stuff and headed home, I couldn’t help but think back to when we first started—when I felt like the world was falling apart with everyone around us. But then again, if you don’t have your team safe from each other, it doesn’t matter how hard someone throws their own snowballs.
And that’s okay...it just means we’re all safer off there.
Epilogue: The Magic of Snowball Tossing
It was like a magic trick—no one could win, but the game changed everything for me. It wasn’t just about snowballs anymore—it was about teamwork, kindness, and hope. And in the end, it didn’t matter who won or lost—that it made all the difference.
And as I stood on that snow-covered field, looking at my teammates with the same passion and joy I had when we started—I knew that this game wasn’t just about us—it was about everyone around us too. And if you don’t have your team safe from each other, it doesn’t matter how hard the opponent throws their own snowballs.
And as I walked away, carrying that same heart and spirit of hope, I couldn’t help but feel a little better about whatever happened in this game—and I couldn’t wait to play another one before bed.
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