it was your birthday, turning 18 years old, but your relatives, and parents forgot. it was kind of happening frequently. you decided to go to the ice skating rink to hangout with yourself this afternoon. it was snowing, which was great. you loved the snow! when it reached afternoon, you drove over to the ice skating rink, while your parents were confused why you left alone, because you would’ve told them. after you arrive, you walk in, its ginormous. its like a whole stadium, with a christmas tree in the center of the rink. it felt like heaven, you adjusted your scarf, and walked over to your lockers to put your water, and your bag. you also got your skates. luckily, you knew how to skate, so this would be easy peasy lemon squeezy for you. you put on your skates, and head down to the rink, you glide, and twirl around, it really feels good to be back ice skating, because your parents banned it because your sister got hurt the last time. you glided again, and didn’t realize that little rock, you almost slipped, but somebody caught you.