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Hiking the Mountain

It was early in the morning. The sun was just setting and the wind was blowing. I checked the time–6 am. I

looked up. The sight was breathtaking. The sun shining its golden rays on the mountain made it look even
more majestic than it was. The mountain was made of many colors; red, blue, green, white, gray, orange, and

yellow. I never thought that mixing many colors would look so beautiful. The peak was glorious. It looks

majestic and mysterious with the clouds and mist surrounding the peak. My reason for reaching this peak was

getting out of my safety zone. I think back to the reason why I am hiking again. I never liked physical
activities. I prefer to sit behind a desk and solve problems. It was who I was until it wasn't enough for me. I

wanted to challenge myself to see if I was more than just smart. If I have more interesting things in me besides

just brain. With determination, I put my backpack on and started hiking from the bottom.
After hiking for an hour, I was tired. Sweat dripping from my face, taking short breaths too quickly, feeling

like my legs would give out soon enough, I decided to rest on the rock that was near me. Sitting on the rock I

looked down. It seems like I hiked at least 2 kilometers. Yet the ground looked so far away, out of my reach.
Looking up, I saw the peak. It was still far away. From close up, it looks even more beautiful. Adrenaline

rushed through my body. I stood up and started once again.

With a water bottle in my hand, I checked the time. It was 11 am. I have been hiking for five hours. I decided
to rest on the grass. The further I went, the rocks and trees started to disappear. I looked down and I was so

high and far from where I started. I liked the view. I like being able to see everything from here. I can see the

bigger picture and find some beautiful things that I missed before. It was just like when I was a young child

again. My family had a vacation house and playground in the mountains. I would sit in the swing, trying to get
as high as I could. I loved doing this, it made me think I could do anything. Finished drinking, I stood up.

At midnight, I reached the peak. The view I had seen an hour ago was incomparable to this. I can see

everything so clearly. I love this. All that hard work paid off. I thought back I would die seeing this view. I
wish to live here when I get old to see this view as I am passing away. The weather was nice. I spend an hour

sleeping, eating and just looking around and exploring. It was time to go down. I didn't want to leave but it

was time to leave. With one last look, I turn my back to the sun and mountain.
Hiking Mountain was to challenge myself, to see if I was more than just a smart kid. I found out I can do more

than this. I overcame a big challenge all on my own. It was a lesson to me that all hard work pays one day and

until then I just need to keep trying.

B. Munkhchimeg 9A