Eat Snow or Die (snowboarding)
This is a story about a dude that had nothing to write about so he sat in class and stared off into space. However he did have many ideas, he just rejected them all when he remembered he had to give these ideas to his class in the form of a story. Then "I" went home and my parents reminded me of some things that happened that were pretty funny to help me. Like the time I lost my glasses in the lake trying to escape killer bees in a paddleboat, paddleboats aren't fast. Or the time I went to a snowy mountain and fell down 3,000 times and had my fragile mind corrupted. Yeah, I will tell you about the time I went snowboarding. Seven Springs, in Pennsylvania, a wondrous place. With everything from skiing, to indoor Swimming. From restaurants, to little shops. From wonderful, beautiful things, to terrors unimaginable. It is a drive there, a long one, and it's a pretty good scenic drive at that. I would suppose helps calm your nerves if you're nervous about skiing, but be afraid, be very afraid. When you get there you will be blown away because there is snow, a mountain, a nice lodge, all these people, and it looks real cool. The dirt stained snow in the parking lot was probably some sort of foreshadowing that I didn't pi
"HAHA" I scream as I zoom by. Then I see the connected piece of the slopes I'm headed to and that's where everybody is skiing because that's where the slopes connect. Now I'm zooming by and everyone will see me wipe out since I can't stop. I come racing in and tumble the rest of the way down the slope. Once again little kids laughing and carrying on. I will get this snowboarding thing and them before this trip is over I figure. My friend comes zooming by screaming "come on man". "I'll get you next time," I screamed. The one looked back and smiled with the most evil you could ever see in a child wearing a Barney Ski suit. He saw my drawn pictures of little kids getting pushed down under my rule. ck up on. You know, good things can be bad, the white snow, but dirty? Something like that. Well we checked in and took our stuff up to the room where we found was very homey, nothing like master P's house but you get the idea. "What in god's name are you going to do man?" He screamed.
Some common words found in the essay are:
Mount Deathmore, Springs Pennsylvania, , Barney Ski, ski lift, bunny slope, little kids, thousand miles slope, ha ha, rest slope, heh heh, bunny slopes, little rats, real cool, thousand miles,
Approximate Word count = 1357
Approximate Pages = 5 (250 words per page double spaced)
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