I'll admit I was wrong! So I thought reaching the summit of Mount Everest was going to be easy but I really didn't realize what I was getting myself into. I'm I iris I'm fifteen since I was little I had this magnificent dream to climb to the top of the world. I don't know where the idea came from I guess it popped into my head. By the time I was thirteen I had climbed Kanchenjunga the third tallest mountain in the world. Currently I'm on Mt. Everest in the death zone so I'm dying a little bit every minute. I've been on this mountain for two months waiting for a chance at the summit but right now I wish I was back at Base Camp.

I'm climbing with a girl named Lilly she's seventeen. We became friends over the last two months. My Sherpa Charles is our only guide to the top. We have three hours to reach the summit. Right now we're climbing up a steep slope I'm not going to say it's not scary because it is. I am freezing I'm dizzy and even though my oxygen tank is on high I feel like I can't breathe. I stuck my crampon into the thick snow and pulled on the rope. I was so tired I could only take three steps at a time and then take a break for five minutes. I looked down and saw Lilly about ten feet below me I would wave to her but I didn't have the energy to do it. I kept repeating this process for ten minutes that's when I realized I couldn't breathe. I looked at my oxygen tank and noticed it was close to empty! I looked up it would take me about ten minutes to reach the top of the slope. Charles was already above the slope no doubt boiling water for us to drink. And it was too late to turn back so that left me with one choice climb.