Our descent down the mountain started slow and steady. I tried not to look out of the window, but once in a while, I couldn't help it. I would look out and my heart would skip a beat when I realised that we were edging closer to the edge. That's it, full volume and I will not look out out until we are at the bottom, I would say to myself everytime, but I always kept looking out. After a few minutes I felt the coach getting quicker. We must've been at the bottom. I looked out of the window and my eyes widened. We were nowhere near the edge of the mountain, barely half way at least. My heart was beating like a sledgehammer and it felt like my heart was in my throat. Literally. We were slowly getting faster and closer to the edge. I grabbed the side of the seat and my breathing quickened. I had to wake up Charlotte. I nudged her a bit too hard in a place I shouldn't have and when she woke up, she shot me an angry look. I shook my head and pointed to the window. She was confused at first but soon enough, she realised that we were going way too fast. There was clearly something wrong. She leaned across and pressed her face onto the window. She nearly screamed her head off, but I put my hand over her mouth.

      "If you scream, everyone will start panicing. We don't want that. We'll call Ms Wright over and see what she says, alright?"

    She nodded in agreement and I took my hand off her mouth. She called Ms Wright over and she came straight away. Charlotte had a tone of panic and fear in her voice and that made me even more scared than before.
  
     "Whats up girls?" She asked as if nothing was wrong.

     "Miss, we're going way too fast for going down a steep mountain. What on Earth is happening?!" I asked.
    "Well, we were hoping that nobody would realise but the coach brakes are not working and the driver is trying the best he can to get us down safely. Don't worry though, it will be fine" she replied reassuringly. It made us feel a lot safer, but the fear was still drilled into our brains. The chance of us falling was very high, I knew that and so did Charlotte. We were edging closer and closer to the edge. I shut my eyes as if it was just a nightmare and I would wake up any minute now in my nice warm bed at 5:30 in the morning.

   Ok...1...2...3...4...5!!!

  I opened my eyes and that was when it happened. Why did I have to open my eyes?