Dearest Winter,

To put it simply: I hate you.

While this may seem like a blunt way of putting my feelings out there about your cold, miserable ways let me explain. I'm sure you'll understand.

First of all your cold and dead. The only beauty you bring is when it snows, and that in itself is tricky. While yes, the snow is beautiful and capable of the gift of canceling class it is also cold, slippery, dangerous, and makes a total mess as it sluggishly melts away.

The only good thing about you is Christmas. I tried to think of more and really couldn't. 

Your siblings are about a thousand times better than you. I'm sorry but you know its true. Even fall is better and it brings allergies and leads to you coming back around. Spring is beautiful and brings back the heat and flowers. And as for Summer, well its awesome.It doesn't need a temperamental device to cancel classes, they just don't exist! 

If I were you, I would reconsider my ways. Soon, no one will like you anymore and do you really want that? Doing something as simple as eliminating the fierce wind or letting up on the snow would help. Or even not getting so dark so early, a lot of people are fond of daylight. Being big and bad isn't all its cracked up to be, you'll see.