Through rocky slopes, green meadows, and vast prairies, I found myself completely lost in the works of nature so lost in my mind that I’d dissociated myself from society. I felt like a stray sheep, capable of venturing however and whenever I pleased through the mountains. In my previous life, I was a Boy Scout and learned many survival skills that can sustain me now. But I tried not to look too far into my past- I can finally let go of it and enjoy the rest of my life walking around the world until my legs give out. After many days of adventuring, something unusual became apparent. Something was bothering me- like a grotesque leech sucking my blood from the inside and slowly tiring my heart. I tried to ignore it, but each day that metaphorical leech grew. I had trouble sleeping and eating. I took a lot more breaks throughout my numerous hikes. Could it be fatigue? I forced myself to sleep earlier, but I woke up feeling even worse. I willed myself to keep moving forward and forward, until I couldn’t anymore. I gasped for hair, bullets of sweat dropping from my face as my head sank. Something red caught my eye on the way down. From where I was, it was a miniature red object in the middle of a prairie. I descended the narrow cliff I was on with caution and proceeded through the prairie for about a mile south until the identity of the red object was revealed to me. It was a telephone box. I stared at the glass panes from a few feet away, as if I were looking at my past self, but all I could see was my reflection. Then it all came down on me. Why I was really here and why I’m feeling more weary than usual. I took one step forward. I was using my skills to avoid my past instead of confronting it head on. I took another step forward. No matter what hardships are in store for me, I have to face them. I took a final step forward and I was standing right in front of the telephone box. I opened the door and tried to pick up the phone, but it demanded 50 cents. Thankfully, two quarters were left in my pocket all along, even though I didn’t need them. I placed both coins in the coin slot and started dialing.
Zoya • May 21, 2024 at 12:42 pm
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