I walk along, to hear the snow crunch underneath my feet. It’s dark, but the stars light up the non-clouded sky. For winter it’s pretty warm so i’ll continue walking. What am I walking to? Who knows. What am I walking away from? Who knows. It’s a journey. I’ll continue walking, no matter what obsticals are in my way.It’s getting colder. Im starting to fight myself. I must continue walking, but it’s getting harder to walk. I want to turn back. I want to run away from wahts ahead, but why run away? I will have to face whatever is ahead at some point.From the East to the West, from the North to the South it seems people everywhere look down upon me. My conscience tells me to be quiet. My conscience tells me to continue walking, and not to turn back. I have to change how people think of me, I must show them that all their views of me are wrong.-————— not done!!! -—————
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