I looked around me.
Being in Paris was a dream come true,
but taking the stairs to the top
of the Eiffel Tower
was not.

I slowly looked up.
there were thousands of stairs
towering above me.
My dad went first,
then my sisters.

I didn’t want to go.
I was scared.
Not of heights,
but of falling off something high.

My mom turned around to look at me.
I know you’re afraid Betsy,
but this will be fun
she promised me.
I slowly nodded my head.

As I lifted up my foot to take a step
I grabbed my mom’s hand. 
I took my first step out of many.
I took another few steps. 

The stairs were a dark brown bronze color. 
It was cold that day, so the stairs where freezing. 
I looked to my left and saw that we
were already hundreds of feet high.
Each flight of stairs had 10 or so stairs.

I looked down.
Through the tiny holes of the bronze stairs
I saw the earth way down below me. 
The cars looked like little toys.
I quickly looked up.
I can’t turn back now
I thought to myself
I slowly took another step forward,
only looking in front of me.
After another terrifying 30 minutes,
I got to the first level.

I looked down at my feet.
I was staring at a glass floor. 
I could see so many little people and cars below me.
I felt like I was going to fall down at any moment.
I gasped and looked up.

I slowly crept over to some of the only floor
that wasn’t glass.
I slowly looked over the edge.
We were thousands of feet high.

I took a deep breath.
I smiled.
I made it up this far!!
I couldn’t stop now.

We took a few amazing pictures
then strolled over to the stairs.
My mom didn’t want to go any further up
so she went down to the ground
while the rest of us went to the second floor. 

We climbed and climbed
and climbed some more
till we got to the second floor.
We crawled up the last set of stairs
and then
silence.

The view was indescribable.
You saw the whole city 
There were hills in the distance,
buildings you could see,
and I don’t even think you could
actually see the people.

I could see a big rainstorm brewing
and the world
beginning to round
in the distance.

I couldn’t believe it.
I had made it to the
near top of the Eiffel tower.
There was one more floor
but we knew it was starting to rain
so we didn’t dare go up there.
That was almost too high for me.

As soon as we got down to the ground,
I hugged my mom and thanked her.
It was pouring down rain of course,
so we had to run
and get a taxi really fast.

That was one of the
best moments of my life. 
Knowing that I made it
up the Eiffel Tower
is such an amazing feeling.