One cold winter morning my dad and I pulled are snowboard and skis out of the garage and into the back of my dads car. Graceful snowflakes where falling from the sky. It was like little marshmellows were falling. As we got in the car the heating kicked right in. 1 hour later we pulled into the parking lot I was already dressed. My sleek snowboard shining in the sunlight. When my dad had got his gear on we walked to the chair lift. When we approached we heard the creaking of the chair lift, which wasn’t very incouraging. The chair lift was so tall it was like it was part of the sky. It was like it was a mechanical hand reaching into the sky. When we got on the chair lift it climbed up the mountain. 2 hours later we were tired wet and full of hot chocolate, cheeseburgers and fries.
Well that was my choice writing and I hope you liked it.