12.OO am we were on the aircraft travelling to New York with my nice big fat fluffy black and white cat to try and accomplish the never before skiing down Mt New York. We need to hurry,we have only got two days here. Tomorrows our only chance.I head into the helicopter heading to Mt New York.
Finally,my heart pounding like lightning speed.3 2 1 i am starting to go down so steep,I nearly fall off just like that. I do not no if i am going to make it. I am holding onto my bag witch has my cat by dear life.Then i see these enormous rocks and trees. I suddenly hit this rock and fall over.
OW I think i broke my leg.what is that noise behind me.Rushing down like a heard of elephants.NO it is an avalanche.I try to get on my skies as fast as i can but i cant because i am injured. I kiss my cat telling him to tell my family to say bye from me. The avalanche hits me like infinite horses kicking me in the back. It stopped YAY I AM ALIVE. My cat yanks me up so people can see me.help i call.
This person spots me from a mile away.They call 911 immediately. It arrived just like that and i lived happily ever after.I will never do something like that again.I think i did extraordinary to survive and did pretty outstanding for my first go.
