Place of peace

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Non-Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic
I wrote this story awhile ago its about a girl who finally figures out how to let herself go and to forget all of her problems and to just let herself finally be happy. I hope you like it

Submitted: July 27, 2009

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My Escape
I stare out at the moutains. Everything is silent except for my thoughts . The wind brushes against my cheeks and through my brunette hair . I sit on top of the one mountain that I have climbed just to see the breathtaking view and feel the silence of the world. I could almost touch the clouds . I stare at them as shapes float by me.
My feet ache from climbing up this huge massive rock . Only now I sit on top of this mountain . There is no one to talk to except myself. It sounds good to hear the wind and it feels southing to have the wilderness around me (no more cars and people of the city) .
I can see the city below. I'd rather be up here in the beautiful , clean air than down there is musty, dirty city . Up here I can escape my problems and forget why I was hurting . In the city my problems seem to follow me everywhere I go , I can't seem to escape them . There is no running away from them there . But here on this mountain , it is easy to let go of my troubles - even if it's just for awhile.
A tear trickles down my face . It keeps going until I wipe it off my rosy cheeks . I 'm letting go of the things I could never let go before. All of the pain I 've endured in my life is finally disappearing . What I feel now is happiness , which was never there before. I came to this mountain valley to see its wonderful beauty and let go.
The sun is slowly disappearing into the horizon . So many colors emerged on the clouds (it was a sunset to remember). I breathe slowly , feeling the air coming out of my lungs . My breath seems to freeze in the air . I stare up at it . It is time to leave this mountain that I have climbed . I feel a new release on my life . I feel an explosion is taking place in me and before I leave this place I must say "I am free!" I let the words echo into the valleys below.
I turn and walk down the mountain . Back to the life I once endured . I feel free of all the pain that I had . I look back to where I had sat and sighed . I turn around and walk towards the steep path to return to my life. Maybe someday , I'll return to my escape place of peace.


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