Snap! The lonely branches are breaking around me as I tumble down the snowy hill. The dizzier I felt, the more the pain started to hit me. I finally came to a stop and started to cry because it was too painful for me to handle. Now you are probably confused about what is going on. How did I fall and why was I tumbling? Well in order for you to understand the story, we need to start from the beginning. It was a sunny day in Park City, Utah. Fresh snow fell the morning before and it was a perfect day to go snowboarding with my older Brother, Ethan. We decided to go on the lift called “Ninety-Nine 90.” Halfway through the lift, the sun suddenly disappeared and the higher we got the colder it got. Flakes of snow began to fall, faster and faster
