Amazing view.

Majestic and tall, made of rocks with steep slope. I am struck by lightning and filled with snow. I am at the top of the world with every view possible. I do not know how I grew so tall, but I am what I am. I am assaulted by storm and tempests.  Pieces of me tumble down. Rain and mist comes down and hits me at a million miles per hour. Not many have been able to climb me and many desire to do just that. Yes many have died on their way up to my tip and I am not to blame because I am just nature. I stand still, but never firm. Rain, snow, thunder comes down on me and tumbles rocks down hills. Avalanches are just beautiful seeing them rush down to the ground, they sound like thunder when they touch the grounds. I am twenty nine thousand and twenty nine feet tall off the ground; I can hardly see the ground, just tiny pieces of white from snow. I cause altitude sickness, weather and wind. I am part of the Himalaya mountain range along the border of Nepal and Tibet. It is located 27° 59' North latitude, 86 ° 55’ East longitudes. I am in China. I blow with the strength of a hurricane at 118+ miles/hour. I have seen myself throw others right off my mountain sides, and I have claimed about two hundred and nineteen lives in one year. As my latitude increases, for humans oxygen decreases, the higher the go up the less they have oxygen. Many have made it to the summit with out all the oxygen they should have and many haven't. I am the tallest and coldest mountain, I am Mount Everest, entirely beautiful. Many have climbed me and many wish too. I desire to be admired and wanted, I love the breeze, winds and snow and I am amazing the way I was created and am.