Robert Vidason: A Fictional Narrative

In the dark of the night snow began to fall, covering the hard ground covered with ice that the last storm had brought. Those who knew of the danger hiding behind the new snow would be staying inside, but the ignorant children would be out, enjoying the wonderful break from school. Robert Vidason pulled the hat over his long brown hair and thought fondly of the waiting snow outside the door. “Be careful!” his mother called from her office workroom. “You know me, always safe!” He called to her, not without humor. Robert grinned in anticipation as he threw open the door to the outside world. His friends saw him before he did, the hill being a good lookout point.
“Robert come join us, we have been waiting for you!” called the youngest of …show more content…
“POW!” The collision shook Robert, and he lost track of what was going on for a few seconds. Robert was suddenly falling, tumbling over and over through sheets of white snow that usually seemed fluffy and innocent. Now, it was a savage beast with claws that tore at his vulnerable face and hands. He faintly registered the other boy managing to scramble free, but there was so much pain that he could not respond in any way other than to groan as more and more snow collided with his body. The snow ramp built at the bottom for the sleds to launch from suddenly seemed far too large and steep. ‘WOOSH!” Robert was airborne. He reveled in the freedom of the vicious snow, but then he was falling once again, headed straight for an ice patch that was quite jagged, and there was no way to avoid it. He landed with a sickening CRACK as one arm gave way and the rest of his already damaged body fell onto the fearsome and forbidding ice. Soon there was a small crowd gathered around him, asking of his wellbeing, but all he saw was the white shard of bone sticking through his pale skin. He smelled his own blood and heard his own panicked breathing as though he were a thousand