Narrative On Orange Research Paper

ORANGES [Imagined Narrative] Anticipating in my bedroom with anxiety watching me suffer,I get up and walk to my tattered and torn jacket.This is my first date, and the wind is howling like coyotes ready for a feast.I put on my tattered wind-breaker jacket,because I felt it was appropriate considering my house was being besieged by glistening snowflakes and by winds with a withered battle cry of a warrior.The snowflakes began making a dull grey abyss in the distance .Before leaving on a treacherous battle that would make me face off against mother nature's most despicable minions, I snatched two oranges as bright as the sun.As soon as I left my house I was obliterated by a malicious clump of snow.Fighting