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Dangerous Ice-Personal Narrative

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Hannah roede
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Dangerous ice

Boom!! I heard a scream and then I heard ice smashing against the ground. “Ethan? Ethan!! I looked over the corner of the snowbank and saw something I never wished to see “Oh no. Wake up. please wake up. Answer me Ethan”. Answer. but there was no answer.” Help someone help me. Stay with me. Keep breathing, everything will be ok. I promise. I won 't leave you”.

It was a snow day today so that meant it snowed all day. Winds were high so that meant ice!!! Me and my brother ethan love ice we love sliding and walking on it. it is so much fun. But it was late at night so it was a little hard to see so we had to be extra careful. we put on boots and coat and ran outside toward the driveway. …show more content…

It was dark but the moon lit up the sky with its bright shade of white. I looked around to see if my brother was close by so I could throw another snowball at him.But he wasn 't there.I decided to look in the back yard.When I heard a scream I ran to the front yard.

♡ HEART- And there laying in the middle of the driveway broken ice everywhere was my brother. Is he dead? So many thoughts went through my head. I don 't know what to do? I ran over to him, and put his head on my lap. He was motionless and looked dead but I knew he wasn 't I knew he would be ok.. Ice poked into my skin as I brushed the snow off his face.I didn 't want to leave him but I knew he needed help.

I ran to the front door and got my parents and they came running outside.They picked him up and brought him inside.There he laid on the couch a big red bump on the top of his head that looked like a big ripe strawberry.. A couple minutes after that he woke up and he didn 't remember anything That happened that day.I was so worried about my brother but i 'm glad he

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