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A Journey I Make Often

If someone asks when is your scariest and quietest moment in a day? I would like to

answer “The time that I go to my home from school”.

During autumn, I walk on the golden dried leaves making a brittle sound. What a

beautiful view, I feel like I am in heaven, in this brown-yellow forest. Leaves are falling

from huge trees on my headphones. I took one of them in my hand, and the smell of nature

gets onto my nose. When it turns out dark, that narrow street becomes the scariest place in

the world. Leaves are starting to look like a thousand bats flying through the sky and

whispering “I will eat you”. I almost run, but someone who feels like a bear is following

me with a violent wind. At the end of the narrow street, there is a rusted black railway
making a strained sound. And it startled me to death. The smell of stinkygarbage, the

strength of high stairs like a mountain, at that moment my headphones song changed to “I

can’t do this anymore”. In the street, it is as dark as an overwhelming dungeon. When I

start to see a little side of my apartment, it feels so safe like I am in my mother’s blanket.

But in winter all things are opposite like I am on the different planet. Unfortunately, there

is a scene of dead trees with no leaves, broken sticks of a wider tree hit my leg, hurting my

heart and body. There is nobody except me in a lonely situationship. The bark of a big

dog, the meow of little cat, the tweets of a black bird gives me a feeling like I am in a zoo

with no protection. My hands started to get cold like Elsa from Frozen. At the end of

street, the convenience store saved me for real. Because of the negative temperature, stinky
smells escape their place, containing the luxury foods smell from CU. The cup of tea is my

only happiness during this tough time.

But I feel everything in my life so grateful since I was born and survive.

10B Misheel Ganbayar