Danger Tragedy DEATH!

I could picture those words so clearly in

my head on tomorrows headline. Youngest girl to ever climb Mount
Everest died upon reaching the summit. I had to die somewhere
high to at least get recognition. I put away the idea of dying nearby
the base camp because how would others know I had reached the
summit. I know you must be having a lot of questions on your mind
right now, but hold on.
Ill tell you my story. I was born in the age you have never been in
before. Year 3012 was a glorious and sublime year. All the lands
were enriched with blessed food and harmony. The world was a
happy, happy place. I repeated that to tell you how happy the world
was.
I was a girl who lived with my single mother. My dad ran off after he
found out my mother was pregnant, yadda yadda yadda. I grew in a
small town. Yeah! Thats me, a timid girl in a tiny state. When my
schoolteacher asked me about my future dreams, I would be
laughed at. Other children my age say the same nonsense of
becoming a princess but I did not. I told them I wanted to climb
Mount Everest.
My dream was close to reality in 3020, but I failed. Lets not get into
details about that shall we? Good. 4 years passed very quickly. It felt
as though it were yesterday. My brother (half brother) gave me the
best birthday gift anyone could ever give. He had an all expense
paid tour of Mount Everest. At first, I didnt want to go but lets just
put it as: who can deny me my fate?
I fell in love with the art of mountain climbing. One term I will always
remember; alpinism. It means confronting danger with care. Danger
in this case refers to mountain climbing. Before I knew it, I was
climbing the proud back of Mount Everest. Everything we learnt
came in useful somewhere. A day up the mountain, my brother, and
me, we were freezing. We hugged each other tightly, keeping
ourselves as warm as possible.
Lots of things had changed by the time I was up there. Mount
Everest was higher than it had been hundreds of years ago. Some
kind of volcanic eruption or shift in the tectonic plates, Im not really
sure. Lots of safety features had been installed but only on the west
side of the mountain. The east side, however, was left untouched.
More than a hundred people get to the top using the west side, its
really simple.
But I wanted to do it the traditional way. I took the east turn,
knowing that death was lingering nearby. Untouched, I could see the
beauty of the mountain just as it was many years ago. Happiness
never lasts forever. Exactly twenty-four hours of perspiration, my

brother and I knew we were lost. The electronic map we had been
given was pointing us in a different way.
It was getting colder. Snow flew here and there. I regretted being so
arrogant about the sun. If I could see its beauty right now, Id than
God for it. But I bet you know I didnt. 36 hours before my death, we
were lying in a snow cave. The blizzard had gotten worse. So, wed
been forced to dig out a sow cave and take shelter from the cold. Id
seen Titanic (an old movie in 1999) with my IPod 10th Generation. Id
seen what hypothermia did to humans but never quite imagined
going through it.
I was trying to keep myself warm through all means. When I woke
up, the blizzard had stopped. But it was still dark outside. I was
freezing and there was no source of heat anywhere. Our fire could
last awhile due to the lack of oxygen in this high altitude.
I suddenly felt like I didnt care. I wanted to climb Mount Everest and
I have. Maybe its my time to leave this world already. I could see
my fingers were frost bitten. I wanted badly to break my fingers
but I had lost all strength. When I though all hope of life was gone, I
met Carlos. He was a middle-aged man, I assumed from his frowns.
Need some help? he asked me, gently.
Do I look comfortable to you? I stuttered those words out, my
teeth chattering at my attempt.
My voice was slow and I doubted the man really got my sarcasm.
Sometimes the world is simply filled with idiots. Carlos just stood
there looking at me, wondering about something. It was my shout
that startled him from his daydream, I suppose.
Its not that I am reluctant to help you. I can help you but you have
to die first Carlos stated flatly.
Then, I think I must have fainted. When I came to my senses, I was
still in the snow cave. I began to wonder whether Carlos had merely
been a fragment of my imagination. The coldness that surrounded
me wasnt just my imagination nor was my death. I could feel it
lingering close nearby.
I turned to my brother, who was fast asleep. I shook him slightly,
expecting him to get up. But he didnt move. He lay there as though
he was fast asleep. Tears trickled down my cheeks as I shouted his
name, over and over again. Deep down, I knew that Death is the
one human limitation that can never be undone.

I made room for myself by covering the entrance of the dug up

cave with my brothers body. I had to do it, while I tried to regain my
strength. My water came from the snow that I had to keep away
from the cold. The world is never fair. Three nights later, someone
was tugging at the body.
I screamed but I stopped when I realised it was Carlos. So, he was
real.
You look terrible he grinned.
I couldve slapped him there and then. But I was too weak. My body
was dying. All of a sudden, I felt fear grip my heart. I didnt want to
die. Carlos could help me, but what did he mean the other day that I
had to die first?
So, are you ready to die? Maybe you need my help
Hel phh me
I was back in the cold world outside. My body was in such pain that I
felt as though I could burst into a million pieces. Then, Carlos
stopped. We were at a small cave. Carlos asked me to get in. It
looked so small but the cold was biting me again. Quickly, I crawled
into the space. Next, I was rolling down a hole.