Just a few
more steps to go, and I would be at the top of the mountain. I would be able to
look down onto the doll – like people as I watched them conquer what I had just
done. I was almost there. I wouldn’t give up even though my legs were aching
and my face was sweating. I kept thinking five seconds at a time. After those
five seconds were up, I would start all over again. Finally, I was there. I
bolted over to a nearby rock, and planted myself in front of the beautiful
view.
I saw
wildflowers and trees, mountains and little creeks. I was proud to conquer this
mountain.
I totally feel your pain. You want to get up the mountain, but your sooooo tired!
ReplyDeleteThat is a really pretty place. Where were you when this happened?
ReplyDeleteNiece storytelling!
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