A few years ago, I failed an English exam for the first time ever due to an essay I wrote then. I'm rewriting it to show to my old teacher who will hopefully deem it good enough for a passing grade this one time! I am not a romanticist and never will be, I just wrote it then since I thought it would have been an easy A (How wrong was I?) _____________________________________________________________ Running over small pebbles and hail, the tires eased; their breaks doing what little they could on an ice ridden road; to a stop. Noses red, their mitten clad hands rubbing together, a stream of boys came tumbling out of the bus door, their breath frosting over as they ran out; shouting and darting their shimmering eyes here and there to survey their haven. One particular such boy ran through the snow, following their guardians as they walked past a clump of enormous trees. Kicking the snow as he walked - pausing only to wipe his nose with his sleeve - letting out a sudden gasp...