The night was cold as I sat home alone. The snow was coming down outside in sheets, blanketing the already flooded world of white as far as the eye could see.
I was grateful at least that I still had power to the house. There was still enough heat circulating that I could feel comfortable rather than having to drown myself in blankets to preserve heat. I still vaguely remember needing to do that a few years back. I was never fond of that memory.
But as the night continued on, I gazed out the window to the front lawn. The neighbors kids had built a snowman. It was complete with sticks for arms and a carrot sticking out of the center of its face. It was strange though. I don't remember ever seeing anyone out there to build it. But I shrugged that thought off. Just because I didn't see it doesn't mean it didn't happen. After all, I was staring at the evidence of its existence.
I walked away and sat down at my couch. I grabbed my remote to turn on the TV when the room was suddenly overtaken by blackness. I couldn't see much other than the windows that were vaguely illuminated by the moonlight.
I gazed out the window and saw that the street light were still on, as well as the lights of the neighbors house. It was hard to make anything out in the blizzard of snow, but the lights were unmistakable.
Grabbing the phone from my pocket, I turned on the flashlight. I was finally able to see some of my surroundings.
I figured that maybe the heater might have somehow tripped a breaker, as those things often tend to happen during the extreme cold, so I figured I'd go down to the basement to check it out.
I threw open the basement door and carefully walked down the steps that squeaked under my feet. Before long, I was at the bottom. The air felt cold, like I was walking into a freezer. With my flashlight to guide me, I walked over to the far wall where the breaker box was. My footsteps echoed against the basement walls as I walked.
But as I was about there, I could see small puddles of water on the floor.
"Oh great," I muttered to myself. "Is there a leak or something?"
I panned my light around the room until I spotted something that made my heart leap out of my chest. In the center of the room stood a snowman. The same snowman that was in my neighbor's lawn moments earlier. How could it have gotten in here?
Slowly, I approached it, the snow seeming to drip off from the slight warmth of the building.
I reached out my hand to touch it and nearly jumped out of my skin as it raised it's stick hand to swat me away. It's snowy face twisted into an evil grin as it began moving toward me. I staggered away, fighting my way back to the stairs. But it made a grab for me, wrapping its stick arms around my legs and pulling me down.
In terror, I raised my light up to its face and screamed as it ripped the carrot from its nose and swung at me. Pain shot through my skull as the carrot was plunged straight into my eye. Then deeper. And deeper. Until I could feel nothing at all...
***
The snowman plucked the carrot from the face of the strange man in this building. The eye, thankfully, came off with it. The snowman plucked the eye off of the carrot and stared at it a bit before sticking it onto its own face. Finally, it was able to see the world like he'd always wanted to.
I was grateful at least that I still had power to the house. There was still enough heat circulating that I could feel comfortable rather than having to drown myself in blankets to preserve heat. I still vaguely remember needing to do that a few years back. I was never fond of that memory.
But as the night continued on, I gazed out the window to the front lawn. The neighbors kids had built a snowman. It was complete with sticks for arms and a carrot sticking out of the center of its face. It was strange though. I don't remember ever seeing anyone out there to build it. But I shrugged that thought off. Just because I didn't see it doesn't mean it didn't happen. After all, I was staring at the evidence of its existence.
I walked away and sat down at my couch. I grabbed my remote to turn on the TV when the room was suddenly overtaken by blackness. I couldn't see much other than the windows that were vaguely illuminated by the moonlight.
I gazed out the window and saw that the street light were still on, as well as the lights of the neighbors house. It was hard to make anything out in the blizzard of snow, but the lights were unmistakable.
Grabbing the phone from my pocket, I turned on the flashlight. I was finally able to see some of my surroundings.
I figured that maybe the heater might have somehow tripped a breaker, as those things often tend to happen during the extreme cold, so I figured I'd go down to the basement to check it out.
I threw open the basement door and carefully walked down the steps that squeaked under my feet. Before long, I was at the bottom. The air felt cold, like I was walking into a freezer. With my flashlight to guide me, I walked over to the far wall where the breaker box was. My footsteps echoed against the basement walls as I walked.
But as I was about there, I could see small puddles of water on the floor.
"Oh great," I muttered to myself. "Is there a leak or something?"
I panned my light around the room until I spotted something that made my heart leap out of my chest. In the center of the room stood a snowman. The same snowman that was in my neighbor's lawn moments earlier. How could it have gotten in here?
Slowly, I approached it, the snow seeming to drip off from the slight warmth of the building.
I reached out my hand to touch it and nearly jumped out of my skin as it raised it's stick hand to swat me away. It's snowy face twisted into an evil grin as it began moving toward me. I staggered away, fighting my way back to the stairs. But it made a grab for me, wrapping its stick arms around my legs and pulling me down.
In terror, I raised my light up to its face and screamed as it ripped the carrot from its nose and swung at me. Pain shot through my skull as the carrot was plunged straight into my eye. Then deeper. And deeper. Until I could feel nothing at all...
***
The snowman plucked the carrot from the face of the strange man in this building. The eye, thankfully, came off with it. The snowman plucked the eye off of the carrot and stared at it a bit before sticking it onto its own face. Finally, it was able to see the world like he'd always wanted to.
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