Perfidiously mountains

At that time we went to the Alps to mountaineering, at last we wanted to fly at higher game. We, this were Laura, Maria, Claudia and me. Our aim was to reach the maintain peak in three days, and so we went the first miles of good cheer. We arrived late in the evening and so we put up our tents soon, so that we could mountaineer the Alps with all of our strength next day. It was a silent night under stars.
The next morning we hurried up. After a little breakfast we have packed up our things and went along. But the way draged on and soon we had to realize that it’s longer than we had budgeted and that we couldn’t make it in three days. “Look at this. Looks like a short cut.” Maria told.”No, that is too cliffy!” Laura answered, but Claudia and me did it also want, and so we went on to the small path on the mountainside. It was very stressful. The beginning was acceptable but as long we went along as smaller and more dangerous the way became. “Let’s go back!” Laura cried, but nobody wanted. Maria was the first who set a foot on the very small path. The others followed. “Slowly, it is just a short part on our way. Look, when we are there, we have made it!”
As we reached the half of the path, the rocks suddenly brook under my feet and I fell. The mountains pulled me into the deepness. I didn’t know, what happened, but I heard the screaming of the others.
As I opened my eyes, I felt a warm aura next to me. It was the angel of death and he smiled at me.