Everything happened last year when me and my two cousins Lukas and planed our usual skiing trip. I’m not sure if we were in winter holidays, or we went just for the weekend or maybe we just skip class…anyways everything was normal we prepared our food and our staff for the day the night before because the bus leaves very early so we must be awake and ready for leave at 6 am, other ways we must take the second bus that leave later that means that we cannot catch the ski hill completely empty. well that day we were very late and we catch the last bus and when we arrived when the ski hill was full, so we had to wait some time for take the chairlifts and when we were finally on the top I ask them if they could come along with me in the easy ski hill, the were a little bit annoyed but they agreed, anyways it haven’t passed more than 10 minutes when Lukas fall down… I never thought it was serious until he told me to scream for help, then nurses took him out of the ski hill and told me he needs a surgery immediately and we must descend by helicopter because the bus take too much time… I absolutely freak out because we had arrived like half hour ago and now we had to leave... anything went well he got his surgery and now he fine and the best part is that I sat in the front.