Its been a few days now. Rachel and I became best friends. We came to what seemed an Impossible climb of a cliff side. I took off my pack and prepared the climbing gear. I started to climb with one rope attached to rachel so if she fell that she would be safe, and another rope around the packs so when I get to the I can pull them up. With each pull of my body up the face I feel as if the weight of a thousands suns is trying to drag me down. I use the climbing picks and look down every once in a while to see rachel. Her beauty unmatched and her perfection unequivical. I get close to the top and can feel a sense of reliefe as I put one arm over and drop one of m picks at the top. Then as if from my blind sight I am ripped from the top and free fall for a millisecond and drive my other pick into the wall. I look down and See rachel unconsious below me. I wrap the rop up in my hand and pull her up slowly but surely. Then after 15 minutes of pulling I finally get rachel to eye hight. Putting her over my shoulder I climbed up again. Placing my friend on the path I shake her and splash her with water. She wakes up panting. I check her head and body for wounds that there are not. We pull the bags up and continue traveling. She tanked me later down the road and we camped at the next nearest camp. We watched the sun The sun set with a firey glow and rest together for the next day will bring new heights new adventures and new victories.
Till tommarow
The Travelers two
YOU ARE READING
The Traveler
Короткий рассказHear the story of the travelers journey. This story is meant to appeal mainly to people that go through rough times and need something as a pick me up to give hope
