There were many skies. My heart and mind could simply not take it in. The breeze slowly blew into my face as I kept on moving. I could not stop, I did not know where I was going but I knew I couldn’t stop. I climbed the steep slope covered in large stones, and suddenly noticed white specks. A storm was blowing in and I had to get out-but wait! I had to keep going! Step after step my feet ached as my heart pounded. Every part of my body hurt, especially my heart.
“ Climb a mountain, you will know which one…. You will find something remarkable at the top.” I recalled him saying. As I journeyed on this sentence repeated in my mind. I didn’t know how much longer it would be, but I would do anything for him.