I was on a mission to climb a mountain, in the cold, strong
wind, it was Mount Everest! But the ferocious wind was stopping me from
completing my mission I was hanging on with my two hands helplessly trying to
build up my strength to pull myself up. My hand slipped I was hanging on with
my left hand about to fall to my doom. What was I to do? How would I survive?
Would I even live? This was all racing in my mind with other questions that
made me worried. I slipped again. And again. Then fell to my doom...
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