"Mr. Shore, the snowman needs a scarf!" Shannon shouted, holding up her little teddy-bear scarf.Worried she might get cold, Isaac took off his own khaki scarf and wrapped it around the snowman's neck.I stood off to the side, watching them in a daze, my mind drifting more often than not.Just then, a small snowball hit me, and I froze.Then, I saw Shannon grinning mischievously at me.As if afraid I might get upset, she quickly said, "Mr. Shore told me to throw it. He wants you to come build the snowman with us."Isaac didn't deny it. Instead, he said, "If you're going to keep being such a downer, you might as well go back upstairs. There's no point standing out here freezing."Shannon hurried over and tugged me toward her. She moved too fast, and one of my feet sank into the snow. I lost my footing and pitched straight toward Isaac....At the same time, none of us noticed the lonely figure standing in a dark corner.Just moments earlier, when Timothy saw me about to fall,
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