Danielle's story that has no name...yet!

Maybe we should have a contest to "Name Danielle's Story."

Here we go:

On a foggy day, my step-sister, Stevie, and I were going to the mountains to go to the snow. But first we had to stop at Starbucks and then we were off.

We finally got there and we started to play. Then we rode our sleds down hills. We fell a lot. Then we moved to some different hills.

I was afraid because they were a lot steeper than the other hills. But I still went down it. It was really slippery and then I took the biggest fall of the day. First I turned around, then I flipped back over and fell off right in the middle of the hill and rolled down the rest of the way.

After that, we all had a snowball fight...boys against girls. There were 3 boys and 5 girls. We threw them hard and fast. The girls won. We played a little more before we went home to relax and dry off.

A few days later it was Christmas morning. We opened presents and I got a bunkbed, some Bratz dolls, a new pair of heeles, a new Ipod, and a fox jacket. Then we went to Grandmas to celebrate and open more presents. After that, we went home and went to bed.

It had been a fun Christmas, not only opening presents, but going to the snow.