Putting all his weight on one foot because the other was cut badly a figure trudged wearily up the steep and unforgiving slope. Bright green poles dug into the slushy white snow that was covered in rubbish from others who tried to finish the terrible challenge. Squinting, he looked up at the fiery ball of gases above him. Turning to look at the climb ahead he noticed the crisp air, the sea blue sky and how tired he was. Trudging through the snow he was amazed how far he was, reminding him of the view from the top was what urged him on.
These are my sick sentences I made bad ones better!!
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