The Battle of the Blankets

In freezing mornings my blankets tempt me to stay in them for warmth. The Battle of the Blankets began on Wednesday morning.

This battle was hard but I didn’t give up. Shoving my sheets and blankets to one side, a cold air hit me like a bullet. I got up, put on my uniform. My jumper was missing, I didn’t know what to do. I stood in my hallway freezing cold. But I knew I had won The Battle of the Blankets.