AUTHORS NOTE: I absolutely love to ski and I wrote this piece when it was skiing season. Skiing is a thrilling and exciting sport and that is what I am saying in this piece.
The chair lift jerks as I ride upward. Every part of me quakes with fear. The fear of falling. Plunging downwards thousands of feet. The chair lift begins again saving me from my fear. The fear of falling. I slip off the chair lift when we reach the top. My friend calls me over as she looks down the mountain. Both of us are ready for the adventure of a life time. A blast of cold air hits me right as I take off. Turning left then right not wanting to slow down. The feeling of happiness feels me and the though of never stopping crossed my mind. Finally I slow and look up the massive mountain I realized what I have accomplished. I have accomplished a ski run and created a memory that will never be forgotten.
This was a good piece how you started with fear then went to happiness.
ReplyDeleteYeah that was cool. Only for me at the bottom of the hill I probably wouldn't have stopped!
ReplyDeleteHahaha nice
ReplyDeleteThat was really good kate-lynn. haha, i liked how it started with fear and ended with happiness. I just realized that that is exactly what Derek said. Oops.
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