I start to panic...
I can't find my family and I am stuck in on a mountain. We were out skiing and I got side tracked by falling a couple of times. Ok you got me I fell A LOT. The resort is about to close and I'm stuck. I feel this pit in my stomach, worse than the ones you feel when you lose your parents at the supermarket. I take off my skis and walk down the slopes. When I get to the bottom all I see are workers. I go up to one and they explain to me about how the park is now closed and everyone left. A frown starts to appear on my face and a tear finds its journey down my cheek. I think to myself,
What will I do now?
