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Small Town Monologue

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Crisp, fallen leaves painted the ground in magnificent reds and cheerful yellows. My eyes wandered through the scenery, welcoming the expanse of glorious trees reaching their branches out to the golden glow above, all speckled with whimsical yellows and reds. Where am I? The wind glided past my skin as the cool breeze refreshed my soul, unlike the familiar heat and humidity I once knew from home, as its energy bounded through the foliage. I look humorously around in search of a recognizable landmark. In a small clearing ahead, bestowed before me lay two trails. One to the left presenting sharp bends and plummets upon sturdy gravel. The other to the right, displaying its precise, straightforward path. My heart raced as my memory struggled to fight its way out, …show more content…

It 's your choice. One path leading the way to your home. To your family and friends, and the small town you truly know. Back to civilization and no worries or pain. Everything back to the way is was before this very day. Or you can be brave, bold, curious perhaps. Take a daring route, who knows where it will take you next. Whether you will ever make it back home, or if your next chapter will be written today. You don 't know what 's coming, but I 'm sure you 'll figure it out. Your clever and smart, determined to make it out. Now decide which path you 'll take. You know which one is the right one for you. And if not, it never hurt anyone to go left. I 'll see you on the other side. My heart raced as I forced myself to re-encounter events that never seemed to occur. I approached the path to the right. It 's steady route reached out past the horizon, and it 's end never seemed to appear. The path to the left. With twists and turns in unexpected places, and a treacherous travel. "You know which one is right, and if not, it never hurt to go left", I announced to my restless audience. I heavily inhaled the atmosphere restraining my thoughts, absorbing the freshness of fall, as I anxiously took my

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