The Slide

I looked down, from the freezing tall, cold heights I found myself, there was not so much a drop, but one big slope, curved and never-ceasing, my cold little heart shivered and palpated at the sight, flinched into its own veins. The snow somehow made it look attractive though, like a fluffy duvet had been wafted on top. Snow, clouds so nice they enticed me to do what I had wanted to do for so long. I left my fears and thoughts, turned, and shoved my former best friend, Marcus down, he rushed along the slide like a snowball.