Ski poles

"Hello my name is jack and I'm going to tell you how I ended up in hospital"

It was mid February and I went skiing in a mountain in Canada. It took a long time to get to the top because it is one of the tallest mountains there. I had seven turns down the hill but on my seventh I took a wrong turn and fell Down a five foot cliff. And this is where the adventure starts. 'Arghh my ankle' I cried. I couldn't move that's is when I realised I had sprained my ankle. And both my skis were broken so I used my ski poles as crutches.

It was turning dark so I hobbled towards a tree and made a small shelter. l tried to make a fire but the wood was too damp. So I had to survive with out a fire. The next day I heard a howl out side my shelter I knew strait away that it was wolves I didn't dare to go out but I had to, I couldn't stay in my shelter for ever, so I went out and I couldn't see any wolves. But then a lone baby wolf came out of the bushes. I went up to it and stroked its head it didn't try to attack me, so I left it my shelter then I saw a pack of wolves. I hid behind a tree it was no use, they smelt me out so I started to fight them I was out numbered but I managed to scare them off but one bit me in the leg. It really hurt and with a sprained ankle it hurt even more and it was on the same leg.

In my head I was thinking I am going to make it but I wouldn't. So I went back to my shelter. I was starving I had nothing to eat but my wolve but I didn't because it was the only thing that kept me company.

The next morning I went further down the mountain all I saw was more of the mountain and nothing at the bottom. So I went back up and got my wolve and went as far as I could in till dark on the way i saw some strange stuff like a rabbit chasing a wolve,and trees fighting trees stuff like that strait away I knew I was hallucinating