-------------I WROTE THIS 3 YEARS AGO FOR A SCHOOL ASSIGNMENT! JUST WANTED TO POST IT FOR SOME REASON-----------------
The wind was softly brushing my cheek, like it was
trying to lure me into skating out onto that smooth,
slippery pond. It looked so perfect, like nothing I
had ever skated on before. I looked around me, it was
a cold night, but the stars and the moon were shining
brightly and that gave the darkness a warmer feeling.
The house behind me was asleep as far as I could tell,
no lights were on, no sound came from it.
‘You should do it!’ One part of me said, but the
smarter more realistic part of me reminded me it
probably wouldn’t be worth getting caught. I realized
that I had already, in my mind made a decision. I
quickly checked around me one more time, trying to
ignore the sign that read: No Trespassing, Private Property
Still no one. I hurriedly tugged on my skates, tying them tightly. I glided out onto the ice. I had been wrong, if I
did get caught, it will have been worth just moments
out on this pond. The surface was so flawless, and
natural, it was like skating in a dream. This was way
better than skating in an indoor rink, and was no
comparison to the lake that I was used to, with a
rough, knotted surface.
I experimented with stopping and turning sharply, it
was incredible. I felt like I was flying. I closed my
eyes as I slowed down, enjoying the light spring
night. ‘This is what skating should be like,’ I
thought as I went into another tight turn.
When I finally came out of my trance that I had gone
into, I looked at my watch, it was almost 2 am! I had
been skating for 4 hours! I hurried off the ice and
changed back into my boots. I took one last look at
that perfect surface (not as perfect as before since I
had scratched it up a bit) before turning and
thinking ‘I’ll be back tomorrow.’ Then with that I
started to run home, my skates slung over my
shoulder.
