This is a true story
It was a cold and windy day, I was up in the mountains with my dad, he was teaching me how to ski, in the mountains it was cold you would feel like you were in Antarctica with only a single piece of clothing, but back then I was a kid who knew no winter but only heat, I told myself afterwards I could warm up in the warm house that we were staying and drink some hot chocolate to keep warm. But back to the story, I could see the the glitters of snowflakes glistening down in the cold winter day, the sky was black and I was preparing to descend the gigantic mountain, and I was only 4. My dad told me I did not have to do this, I was just a kid. But when I told him that I would be o, and thats what I did, all the way up to the bottom, so I was just sliding down the hill not as gracefully as I wanted, but it was pretty good for a person who has never touched snow before, then all of a sudden it hit me, not an idea and not a thought, but a rock, it just went head on with my toe and smashed it, I was more shocked then I was anything, but then all of a sudden I was up on my face, not knowing what happen. You know you would expect most parents to be rushing you aid. But no, I had different parents they just stood there and laughed at me. I thought to myself this is what I signed up for!!
