I remember when this exact same thing happened to me.I was with my friends Amy Rose and Janet.At the end of the day when the resort was about to close,we begged the attendant lady to let us ride the chair lift one more time.The lady allowed us only because I offered her my last amount of $50.We were on our way up,and it was nearing night.15
minutes into our ride,the chair lift machine stopped and the lights went out.Before we got on for the last ride,the lady said that there would be a snowstorm coming soon and that we should hurry up.We were sitting there,just waiting to see if anyone would start the machine up again so we could get off.But it was only a matter of time before we were all about to be doomed to a frozen death.It was Saturday,and the resort would open back up next Saturday.Meaning we had only 7 days to survive,including the Saturday we came,which made 8 days.We got frostbite,and first stage hypothermia,meaning that we we got goosebumps.We were constantly shaking rapidly and we tried to keep warm as best we could.We felt our body temperature drop rapidly,leading us to second stage hypothermia.
We were afraid that if we hit third stage hypothermia,we'd be dead.Sitting in our chair lift,dead.We were crying and freaking out.There had to be someone out there in the frozen darkness who could have come along and spotted us,but we never saw a single living soul.I screamed for help while Amy and Janet tried to keep each other warm.Frozen tears streaked our faces.We had no escape plan.Our only hope was to try and see if we couldn't make it to stage three hypothermia.That was the last stage before we would all be saying our prayers before the freezing storm killed us all.
7 days later,help finally came.The resort was open and the sun was about to come up.2 people found us sitting there,frozen.We were still alive.I hugged both people.Their names were Krystal and Angel.Both girls freaked and called 911.We were able to actually survive the Storm of the Century with our lives.After we were finally treated in the hospital and returned home,Amy,Janet,and I swore never to go to another ski resort after that.
minutes into our ride,the chair lift machine stopped and the lights went out.Before we got on for the last ride,the lady said that there would be a snowstorm coming soon and that we should hurry up.We were sitting there,just waiting to see if anyone would start the machine up again so we could get off.But it was only a matter of time before we were all about to be doomed to a frozen death.It was Saturday,and the resort would open back up next Saturday.Meaning we had only 7 days to survive,including the Saturday we came,which made 8 days.We got frostbite,and first stage hypothermia,meaning that we we got goosebumps.We were constantly shaking rapidly and we tried to keep warm as best we could.We felt our body temperature drop rapidly,leading us to second stage hypothermia.
We were afraid that if we hit third stage hypothermia,we'd be dead.Sitting in our chair lift,dead.We were crying and freaking out.There had to be someone out there in the frozen darkness who could have come along and spotted us,but we never saw a single living soul.I screamed for help while Amy and Janet tried to keep each other warm.Frozen tears streaked our faces.We had no escape plan.Our only hope was to try and see if we couldn't make it to stage three hypothermia.That was the last stage before we would all be saying our prayers before the freezing storm killed us all.
7 days later,help finally came.The resort was open and the sun was about to come up.2 people found us sitting there,frozen.We were still alive.I hugged both people.Their names were Krystal and Angel.Both girls freaked and called 911.We were able to actually survive the Storm of the Century with our lives.After we were finally treated in the hospital and returned home,Amy,Janet,and I swore never to go to another ski resort after that.
