He tied his boat of and started to climb the cliffs. He knew that no one had lived to tell what was behind the cloud, but he still climbed, he kept going higher and higher. He got tired and weary but didn’t mind. He just wanted to make it to the top and back so he could be the first person to do so. As the day went on it kept getting darker, the night finally got here but he didn’t stop. He told himself if he wanted to make it and he has to commit to it, so no stopping now. He kept pushing himself to get their. As he got higher, it got colder. He didn’t prepare himself for this type of weather so he started to think about going back and quitting, but then he remembered why he started this whole thing in the first place. He knew that no one
