A Special Place Untouched

In the woods, chilled feeling to the skin as your hairs on your arm stand. Sounds of the wind throw the trees with the music of the birds in the air. The taste of dew in the air from the morning hour. The smell of pine and the fresh air. This site of beauty of nature untouched. Standing looking through the trees to your adventure that has just started. The first step between two huge maple trees that storm over you like the light houses on the lake side. The thought of what’s inside unknowing to you or anyone else, but about to be mapped to you and you alone, the great feeling of security in a place known to you and the quiet of the area not industrialized by man. The wind in your hair and the sound of the trees rubbing against one-another as if talking. While you walk the ground sinks in from the wetness of the ground and the weight of a newcomer. The trees and bushes untrimmed showing no path for those that wish to enter this place of secrecy. This place to run when troubles come to those that want none.

Author's Note

also made in high school

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[SilentLullabies]

You should try taking it out of paragraph form.