I sat on the log as uneven as it was. My cold blue eyes were set on the dancing flames infront of me. The stories from my past played out as I watched the flames create new stories I could only immagine. As I watched my past unfold infront of me, my eyes began to fill up with tear. Tears of joy and hope. Tears of sadness and frustration. Suddenly, the flames began to grow engulfing my past and burning it to ashes. I slowly opened my eyes to see a small crackling fire infront of me, an austic guitar let out a simply beautiful tune. I sat there somehow forgetting my past, my eyes set on the dancig flames.

This life is like an adventure in ways. It has a begining and end. There are struggles and hurdles along the way. You can't take many things with you. Some things you have to leave behind. You have to be careful when choosing what to take with you. You never know what is going to happen. It could end in an instant or could last a long time. There is a peak in the middle. You can focus in the high points or focus on the low ones. If you don't prepare, you might not make it to your final destination. Like an adventure, you choose your destination. You get to make all the choices on which paths to take and which to avoid. You can make life worth living or you will regret even going. Life is an adventure.

I heard a pounding on the ground as the sun rose above the horizon The herd was coming. Over the rolling hills came the herd of wild mustangs. Their hooves vibrating the earth. Their manes tangled and blowing in the wind. Their ears alert, their large brown eyes looked wild. I longed to run with them. I noticed one of the majestic creatures was slowing. stopping completely, it stared at me. Its tail curled around its back hoof. Its soft gently brown eyes seemed to be looking into me soul. Its nostrils flared as the soft breeze brushed through its mane. dipping its head, it began to trot back to the others. its slow trot morphed into a canter then ending in a gallop. I watched the majestic creature gallop off into the day, never to be seen again. I knew now that mustangs were wild. They are as free as you and me. A smile spread across my face as the herd was never to be see again.

Change is a wonderful thing. The frog once a tadpole. The butterfly once a cocoon. The sun will rise. The sun will fall. Grandparents will die. Babies will be born. Relationships will be made as friendships will be torn. For I know this life has begun and j know this life will end. Why dwell on the small things that can't change when you can live out the big things that can?

The wind blowing gently, the rose Quartz pink flowers seemed to be floating around me. The bright green grass seemed to be lit up as the sun shown down on the earth looking more like a paining. I stared in complete awe took me over. I was having trouble believing such a place existed. My thoughts were swirling making myself believe I wasn't merely in a dream. I stood there looking around me. There were no gates or walls. No borders to keep me away. It was open and free. Walking over to one of the trees I placed my hand on it gently. It's bark was soft to the touch. It's leaves feeling like velvet as I ran my hand over one of its branches. I sat down leaning against its trunk as I watched the day go by. Like a blanket, the flowers loomed over everything in sight. I knew where I wanted to be. Where I wanted to stay. Right here in this moment. Forever...

The bright light shown as a fresh cool breeze blew in my face. The sun's rays reflected off the dew on the fresh green grass on the rolling hills. The sun was rising over the horizon as the sky began to light up with peace and joy to start the day. The sweet scent of roses and daffodils filled the air. The maple leaves blowing in the soft breeze. A sense of pure joy, peace, and satisfaction awoke everyone from their sorrows as it swept them off their feet. The hills rolled with apple orchards filled with bright red fruit ready to be picked. Without a cloud in the sky and a smile on everyone's face, I couldn't help but let a smile spread across my own as a new day had begun.

I felt myself falling deeper and deeper into the darkness as the light started to fade. I struggled against the weight connects to my soul as it pulled me farther into the deep. Reaching out my arms hoping someone would grab my hand all I felt was air go through my cold fingers. I gave into the darkness as I kept falling and the last speck of light left from my sight. I fell hard against the asphalt painfully as my legs refused to to hold under the weight any longer. I fell to my knees and even they could not hold under the weight. My eyes growing heavy as tears streamed out of my cold blue eyes. Tears continued to fall down my face until there were none left to shed. I was weak and vulnerable not knowing where I was or how I had let myself get there. Unable to lift my head I sat there in shame, guilt and regret. My heart had closed off. I was weak and had hatred towards every bone in my body. It was cold and grey. I realized I could not recognize who I was anymore. Who am I? Why am I here and how did I end up like this? I felt as if my life were in a thousand pieces that didn't match up and never would. Drowning, I gasped for air. I breathed in water making me choke. Coughing and breathing in water, I desperately fought it as the weight of guilt and regret tied around me took me deeper into the darkness. I gave up fighting as I sank deeper. Soaked in my shame and regret the darkness soon took me over. I found myself alone and paralyzed yet I didn't care. My life was in ruins that could not be put together again no matter how hard I gave it my all. U was never to be lifted again.