THE NARROW ESCAPE
“Squawk!” went the birds. It was a normal day, New York city was a wonderful place, as some people saw it. Personally, I thought it was disgusting, but once you get to know it, it isn’t that bad. At least that’s how I saw it until that fateful day.
I was taking a hike out on a hill. It was a bit rocky and my boots got stuck a few times. I was heading towards a lodge at the top of the hill. The scenery was gorgeous. From every angle I could see pine trees with birds’ nests on them. The air was clean and breathe taken. Flowers dotted the grassy hillside. I was admiring this natural blessing when suddenly something struck me. I never thought of what happened next.
Out of nowhere someone yelled out, “Avalanche” In a split second; I could see piles of white rocks, tree branches and mounds of dirt heading my way. I dashed for my life. As I was running, I saw a small wooden shack. I jumped in just as the rocks covered all the exits.
A lantern swung slowly from the ceiling, lightening up the room. I tried to stand but a sharp pain in my right ankle prevented me from getting up. I looked around; there were two windows and a door. Unfortunately, they were all blocked by the rocks. I could hear the cabin creak and few planks fell from the ceiling. In an instant, I knew that it would not hold for long. I saw a ladder and few tools, it looked like someone was trying to fix the place before the incident. Then it happened.
All around me, I could hear the rumbling. I saw my life flash before my eyes. Then out of the corner of my eyes, I saw a few planks fell off. There was a hole. It was big enough for me to crawl through. I wriggled out and propelled myself forward just as the cabin came down crashing down. I heard siren and I was relieved. They got to me and a few medics tented to my ankle.
Apparently, the Avalanche was caused by a few kids yelling. I was so relieved that I had survived. They took me up the hill to meet my friends. My friends wanted to hear everything and I told them exactly what happened.