It was a cold, frosty morning when the bus arrived. We were going on a hike with the school. We were going to hike on the vast mountain near our school. There were numerous classes coming with us.
I sat next to my pompous friend Darragh. He had a bad habit of ignoring what the teacher says. On the way to the mountain, he told me that he was going to run down after we got to the top. While we were walking, he was walking at the very edge by a steep hill. Suddenly he slipped and started to fall down the hill. He was only holding on by a branch.
” I’m trying to hold on! “, he shouted.