The terror the cold brings as it forces you to sit and scrape off the frost from your window.
If you sit and listen as class begins around this time of year, all you hear is sniff, sniff, sniff, sniff.
The dryness in the air brings out the dryness in your body as you look down and see that your hands look the same as your grandparents with all the cracks along your hand.
Yet the beauty that the snow brings as it peacefully sit upon the trees making a winter wonderland.
Yet the terror to your ears as people harmoniously listening to Christmas music before Thanksgiving break.