Sledding..

Okay, so here's what happened with the sledding.

After Mom and I finished breakfast, Penny and Dad came down, and we got on boots, snow pants, jackets, gloves, and hats.
 We went to Mt. Shiveer. That place has the biggest hills, so we decided to go there.

We got on our sleds. I was super excited to go down, but then I realized the hill wasn't covered with snow. It was covered with ice.

"Penny!" I said. "This is ice, not snow!" But Penny just looked at me and stuck her tongue out. "You're just scared!" she said, and before I could reply, Dad pushed me down.

Let me just say that this was VERY painful.

First of all, the sled scraped the ice, making a loud screeching noise and making my sled's bottom covered with scratches. Then, the ice began to scrape into chips, which blasted into my face, making me cover my eyes. And since I was covering my eyes, I didn't see that a huge rock was in my sled's way.

So, I hit the rock, and that hurt badly. And it made me go high up in the air! I fell off the sled, and landed on the hard ground. I groaned in pain, and to top it off, Penny's sled hit the rock, and her sled fell on top of me.

Mom and Dad rushed down to help. "Are you okay?" Mom asked. "Let's get you home."

After we got home, Mom made us hot chocolate while we stayed in the living room and watched TV.

It was nice after falling from a red sled and having ice chips blasted into my eyes, so this day wasn't all bad.

I don't think my family's ever going sledding again. At least, at Mt. Shiveer.

~Cherry