Nothing Could Go Wrong

It seemed as if nothing could go wrong. The wind blowing against your face. Suddenly changing its mind and swirling in another direction. The soft, puffy, white snow streaming against the thin plastic sheet. It was the perfect day. The sun was shining brighter than it ever had before. Thin strips of sunlight peeking through the windows. You are almost ready. You had watch the snow drift from the sky the night before and you knew it would be perfect. We got out the shovels and dug a path into the crystal clear sky. You stand there waiting by the door. Listening to the sound of snow soaring into the air and falling back down again like parachutes. The tug of a thick string powering a harsh motor. Watching a puff of gasoline rise into the air and vanish. 

It seemed as if nothing could go wrong. The thin air, crisp enough to catch you breath within seconds. You ran to the shed as fast as you could trying to be the first one there. You grabbed your favorite. Lying against the wall was the green circular piece of plastic that was perfect for racing down the slick black pavement. Your sister grabs that old purple one with bright yellow string. The old purple one goes the fastests but never seems to make it too far. You run through the snow and race down the driveway until you reach the perfect spot. 

It seemed as if nothing could go wrong. You and your sister were both ready. You watch as your sister rides down on top of the pavement that shines like the blazing sun. You're ready. You jump in your sled, holding on to the crack in the ice. A huge gust of wind pushes you forward and you're off. Slipping and sliding down the hill. You're about to reach the snowbank. You go flying into the air.

~ Zoe D.