The Spirit of the Lights

I was sitting on the mossy forest floor, eyes shut, thinking what it would be like to have a spirit to guide me through my life. I open my eyes thinking about how silly I was to believe in the spirits who live on Mount Seeker In the dancing lights known as the Northern Lights. I watch them all the time it has been a dream of mine to climb that mountain and see them up close.

I get up from the forest floor and run home. As I am running I feel as if I can fly I didn't want to stop running. I make go home and go to the empty barn. I climb into the loft where I keep my most valuable stuff. Up in the loft I have a desk and a bunch of drawers carrying many things, including pictures of my grandpa which I called papa who died when I was just 4 years old. I also have my journal my journal has my whole life in it, I also have my sketch book in there which is most valuable because it has my best drawings and paintings in it and I would die if I ever lost it. I go in the 3rd drawer to grab my sketch book. I put it down on my desk and grab my pencil and glide it across the paper. I decide to draw the dancing lights over top of the mountain. I hear a giant thump, I jump up and look over the railing just to find my mom coming to get me for dinner, the thump was the ladder to my loft hitting the ground. I go for dinner, and then I was just really tired so after dinner I went to bed.

I woke up in the middle of the night because the northern lights were gleaming through my window lighting up my room, I opened my curtains and and sat on my window sill watching them. I ended up falling asleep on the sill and I had a dream of me sitting on the forest floor with my eyes closed and then a large orange cat with black stripes walks toward me and lays down beside me I wake up quickly hoping it was real but I was still on the window sill not in the forest.

I felt as if I was ready to take the trip up the mountain. I go outside and look at the mountain for awhile and then I ran to my loft to start planning my trip in my journal. I start planning , I wrote all the stuff I needed and all the stuff that I would do up there and how long I will be there. I go to my drawers and I get a backpack and grab my journal and my sketch book. I run to my house and tell my mom and dad I am going tomorrow they say that it is fine as long as I only stay for the weekend. My dad grabs me the tent and a bunch of supplies for my trip and my mom prepares me some food. I run to my room and grab my camcorder and start packing my clothes and toiletries that I may need like a toothbrush obviously. I am all packed and ready and I go to the forest to sketch landscapes of my surroundings, I stay for about 2 hours and then I go home for bed.

I wake up in the morning, super early super excited I gather all my stuff and bring it to my car. I say a quick see you later to my parents and check if I have everything. Then I'm off I drive to the nearest road to he mountain pull over into the ditch and park there while I'm on my trip. I grab my backpack and tent bag and hike all the way to the top, he scenery was amazing I loved it it was glowing green because of the sun gleaming through the branches off the trees.

I make it to the top of the mountain and I can't believe how high up I was I could see everything. I unpacked every thing and set up my tent and ate dinner and then got ready for bed. The lights are tomorrow night, I am going to get prepared for my night tomorrow.

I woke up in the middle of the night thinking it was all a dream but I look around and see it was not.