The Accident of Nine Years Ago

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The Accident of 6 Years Ago
Everyone recalls a memory of a horrendous accident when they are kids, for me it is the sinful accident at a ski resort in Japan. The event happened six and a half years ago on March 22, 2007. I was only an “innocent” nine year old, attempting my first shot at skiing. Even today, I still remember the dreadful fall into cavernous sludge, being stuck there for what felt like ages, panicking and yelping for help. This trip was meant to be a holiday, but as it commenced, it turned out to be the opposite.
It was a frosty day with temperatures at below negative two Celsius at the resort. At first glance outside the window, the snow piled up on the edges of the balcony. The wind was ferocious, slamming into the windows. I woke up to the screaming winds, eagerly waiting to a new day even if the scene outside proved other than that. Nobody could have been more excited than me. This would be my first time skiing, having the fun of a lifetime, forgetting about unfinished projects and disastrous test scores. Life could only get better today, what could go wrong? The answer was everything.
As in every case I was optimistic; things would turn out to be catastrophic. Wretchedly, this issues still happens today; it is as though my mind was intricately programmed to detect wicked fortune and that would be by being optimistic. On the slopes of Japan, six years ago, this confirmed my assumption of these phenomena yet again,
On this freezing day, everything went downhill from the first step on the snow packed hill. From this delightful trudge, the caked surface filled me with joy. Nothing was more remarkable than this discovery since I received a video game console. As like any nine year ol...

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... try proved futile. The most memorable moment was skiing down the hill and crashing into an invincible rock. The cursed rock sent me hurling in the air with no control over my own myself. I miraculously tumbled into the caked surface again, but somehow the impact caused my whole body to smash into it instead of my legs being wedged like before.
As I ended the trip where everything was calamitous, I had learnt scores of depressing facts about skiing. The reality was skiing was a bore and the snow was hazardous. Lastly I knew that I would be no skier. It was strenuous to swallow, but I comprehended that from these errors. I could only be a professional skier by playing as a virtual person of myself in a videogame. From this dismal conclusion, it summed up the vacation that never was: gloomy with a sense of being a failure at everything I strived for.

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