Affirm-Personal Narrative

An Upbeat Ascent Wind in my face, I tramp up the mountain. Only the summit lays ahead, a monument of fear, casting doubt in the hearts of adventurers. The cold penetrates the security of my jacket rendering me stiff. A brave drop of sweat fights its way down my forehead, only to be swept away by the enemy. Craning my neck, I see the endless ascent of sharp rocks and jagged edges. Cold and discouraged, I fall into despair. Today was the day. I was going to summit Mt. Hyndman. Piling into the van, my cousins and I got ready to leave. Upon arriving, we set up camp and got ready to rest for the big day ahead. After a restful night, we prepared to leave camp, having packed our bags with food, equipment, and an assortment of questions. As we hiked up the steep terrain, the temperature started to fall. Soon the once cotton-candy clouds threatened to rain. A chilling wind swished down the mountain side rustling leaves and bringing shivers down my spine. What once seemed like a wonderful opportunity , was now a death sentence. When we neared the final ascent, the hail came. Hurling down at tremendous speed, the bullets pierced my thin jacket and forced me to retreat to my thick coat. As we neared the saddle, the wind blew even harder, driving right through our defenses, chilling me to the bone. We were
It wasn’t easy, and it was intimidating. While we climbed higher toward the peak, the terrain got steeper and steeper until we were forced to climb on our hands and knees. The higher we climbed the closer we were pushed to the edge of the drop off. It was a gut-wrenching sight. The wind had become a gusty gale, threatening to throw us off. As we shimmied farther towards our goal, the wind lashed out, the hail struck with new ferocity, and my mind fought to keep in control. And as I climbed over the final obstacle, my terror turned to triumph, and I stood on top of the