“Brrrrrr” My teeth chattered like a vibrating phone, The wind blew up against me causing goose bumps on my arms to grew the size of mountains. The wind was as fierce as a wolf having a fight with a fully grown grizzly bear. The wind grew more harder and faster forcing me to grab the warmest thing I could grab a hold of swimming really wasn’t the best thing for me.
That is a cool piece of writing I really liked it.but if you you look at the end it says i cold grab you might want to change it.
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