Lillie McFerrin's Five Sentence Fiction.
This week's inspiration word is "Your Choice" So I chose : Jubilant
The first flakes of the season floated down from the grey clouds, landing on the brownish grass and forming a thin blanket of white. Astrid watched from her bedroom window, dreaming of all the snowmen, snow angels and snow forts she'd soon be making. Visions of snowball fights, sledding and sucking on delicious icicles - smooth yet sharp enough to harm - raced through her mind in flashes and bursts. She wiped away the fog her excited breath had caused against the cold glass. Her mother's warning about icicles hanging from the car crossed her mind; Those are too dirty, stick with the clean ones, though Astrid wasn't sure how to tell the difference.