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The Mountain

SofiaBoBellWrites

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SofiaBoBellWrites

emotional fiction general life paranormal spiritual uplifting

Here you are standing in front of a mountain forest. It's 9 o'clock at night with the moon as your only source of light.

You are trying to be ready for the walk of your life. You feel nervous and that dark voice inside you is already saying you won't be able to make. But there is this little voice, a piece of you that is urging you to do this. You see, life has been hard, you have been through so much, and because of that, you have lost yourself. You don't think that you can do much of anything anymore, but you want to, and walking to the top of this mountain will be the start of a new beginning, all you have to do is reach the top. "Can I accomplish this?" you ask yourself. You sigh as you close your eyes for a moment, breathe in, breathe out. You open your eyes again and let the journey upward begin.
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