Instinct It was snow last week. I went outside and breathed fresh air with my brother. We played snow and run. Suddenly, my little brother had seized my arm when he was falling. Then I fell to the ground. He said grin: " Ha-ha, you are lucky. I always catch hold of something. It is called Instinct." I asked my frends that what will you do fisrt when you fall down. Most of them told me they will catch hold of something nearest. Only one told me let bottom kiss the ground becouse he has no time to think. What about you?