It was a cold, snowy day.
Anna and her dog, Spot, played outside.
“Look, Spot!” Anna said.
“Snowflakes are falling!”
Spot barked happily.
Snowflakes twirled in the air.
Snowflakes landed on Anna’s nose.
“Hello,” a snowflake said.
Anna gasped in surprise.
“Did you talk?” she asked.
“Yes,” the snowflake replied.
“We are magic snowflakes.”
Anna watched the snowflakes closely.
They danced and shined bright.
“Tell me a story,” Anna said.
“Okay,” said another snowflake.
“In our snowflake world, it’s fun!”
“We play games all day.”
“We make snow angels, too.”
“That sounds wonderful,” Anna said.
Spot wagged his tail, too.
Suddenly, wind whooshed loudly.
Snowflakes spun and twirled fast.
“Oh no,” Anna cried.
“Will you be okay?”
“Yes,” the snowflakes said.
“We love to dance with the wind.”
Anna smiled, feeling happy.
Spot barked in joy.
The wind calmed down.
The snowflakes gently landed.
“Thank you for the story,” Anna said.
“You’re welcome,” they replied.
“Goodbye, magic snowflakes.”
Anna hugged Spot tight.
They both felt happy.
The end