(Eltham College 13+ Entrance Exam Papers:
Describe an accident. Ensure you include lots of descriptive detail, focusing more on evoking a scene than telling a story.)
I started filming the clip when I was already at the top of the beast and I pressed the record button on my camera. I did my regular “epic” pose which was to put my left hand on my hip and my right hand up in the air with my index finger pointing to heaven and slowly started crawling to the edge of the terrifying slope.
Suddenly, I lost balance and tumbled like a bowling ball down a ten-metre drop. CRACK! I felt an imposing gravitational force on my right leg and for a split-second, I felt like I was in heaven. My leg was completely disfigured and broken. Then, my brain reacted to the injury, and I yelled louder than a jet engine. Indescribable pain was surging from my leg all around my body and now, I felt like I was in hell. What was worse, I was on the side of a small ledge. There was a killer drop onto jagged rocks, and as I looked up, there were even sharper icicles shaking above me. It was at that time that my body was in so much pain that I started chuckling. I regained my power so I could get up on my left leg.
My supply bag was dangling by its handle from a thin piece of rock and there was no visible path towards it. My only hope was to climb across small holes to put my feet and hands inside on the mountain and jump down 3 metres to where I had walked up before. It would be near to impossible since I had a seriously broken leg slowing me down. My teeth were chat chat chattering with the cold.
Crawling onto the snowy slab below me, I slowly stood up and limped my way towards the life-threatening ledge. I crawled onto the snowy slab below me, where I rested my hands upon the little gaps in the mountain. I pulled myself toward the edge and slipped off my only surface. There was no turning back now. I could only hope for a miracle to happen.
Dangling off the mountain, the only thing saving me from death was a small slab. I repeatedly chanted in my head, “Treat this like fun monkey bars, Treat this like fun monkey bars.” I swung across the small gaps like a gymnast before I came to the end of the gaps in the mountain. Now, I had to face my fears and leap across the 3 -meter jump to land onto the path and get back to my belongings fast. My life and family raced through my head over and over again. Unfortunately, I was slowly passing out from the cold and before I fully passed out and lost grip of my slab. I fell and a warm hand gripped hold of my freezing hand which lifted me up. A random climber had seen me and risked his life by coming to me on a small rope held by his 3 other friends, lifting me up to safety.
On that very day, I stopped recording my stupid dangerous videos and only recorded advice ones. I was struck deeply from that memory. “sigh”.
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