The Snow Was Blowing

 The snow was blowing in my face. I felt colder than an iceberg with hypothermia. I started to feel bored so I went on my toboggan down the hill,the rocks were right next to me but I dogged them. It was my brother's turn, he rammed into a group of skiers. Luckily they weren't angry at him. My gloves helped keep me warm when I fell off the toboggan.t