Personal Narrative-My Experience With My Skis
He was planning on going down Glade, along with my mom and dad. I got in line and my mom asked me, “are you coming down Glade with us?” I wasn’t sure, so I just shrugged. Well, like every young kid, I didn’t want to be alone when it was getting dark out. “I think I’ll go down Glade,” I told my mom.
We got on a lift, and usually it takes forever to get to the top, like a fat snail going up a hill. I almost looked forward to that time so I wouldn’t have to immediately face my inevitable doom. Lucklessly, I never got the luxury of that time, because the ride felt like it took ten seconds