20/06/2007.

My first time skiing

As we rose into the clouds, I felt the fear run through me, fasting than ever. 90 feet, then 100 feet, we just went up and up. I couldn't look down. I wanted it to end now. We were halfway there, but I thought it had been hours.

"Just a couple more metres" Dad said 

But I couldn't look. I thought if I did, I'd fall straight to sudden death. Then there ws a loud noise, and a shake as we made the end. I tried to shout out, but nothing came out. Then I opened my eyes, and we were there. I saw children of 5 and 6 looking at me with shock. 'How stupid is he' they would be thinking, but I couldn't worry abouth that right now, it was only half over. Making it to the top of the ski ramp was just the beginning. I had to back down the mountain.

I looked down. 800 feet before my eyes. Mum was down there, but I couldn't see her. I could just make out the ski shalet. Then, there was movement. We went down, 50mph running before my eyes. The wind rushing past me even faster. I wanted to close my eyes, I wanted it to be over, but I couldn't. If I did, it would be over, my life anyway. I kept them wide open to look out for anything infront of me. As I did, I seemed to move faster and faster down the slope. Then, it was over. I hated every minutes, but at the same time loved it and I had never felt more alive. The adrenilin rush went straight through me, and I wanted more. It was the worst, but best 5 minutes of my life.

Reviews

[Ben]

Very good story. there are a few spelling mistakes, like metres, should be meters. You spelled was wrong. and adrenilin is actually adrenalin. I liked it. Good job!

[Purple Haze]

This is a reasonable story, but I can't understand why you would be terrified of the ski lift... It's a bit odd.