One winter day my friend and I were at the creek near West City Park. The water was frozen over so we decided to cross over to the other side of the creek. My friend got over fine, but when I came near the middle of the ice the ice started to crack. When I saw the ice crack I stoped in my track. I didn't know if the ice was going to give in or not, so I moved slowly across the rest of the way. I could tell if the ice broke I would be swept into the freezing water.