I can smell the wood from my cabin, and from my furnisher, I open my eyes and see that the cabin is not very big it only fits my bed and a book shelve that also keeps my clothes. I look to the left and see a huge window watching over the beautiful river. I look to my right there is a stove, one that my grandma gave me before she passed away.
I get up from my bed and walk out the big door. There is much to see my eyes are just so amazed my nose is dancing and smelling nice and funny things. Once I walked out the door the first thing I smelled was the fresh air and the smell if the big pine trees. I hear a small noise and turn and I see a bunny, I walk further and I see a family of deer. Close by I can hear the rhythm of the water falling from a big distance. I can feel the algae from the trees; I walk further and see the beautiful pink, blue, yellow, even orange flowers growing freely, with no one to disturb them.
When I got the other side I saw the most amazing mountain. It was tall and full of plants and animals. I climbed it and when I got there, I saw a beautiful baby deer jump out of a hiding spot. Everything was beautiful there. The mountain looked almost like a rainbow, it was full of color. The plants looked so happy, the animals played and ate. You could smell the fresh air. You couldn’t hear the honking of cars, or people yelling. All you could hear was the air. It was almost as if I could hear it speak. You would look up and the sky was so clear the clouds would make the most beautiful shapes. The moment I got to the top I felt like I wanted to run, I felt free.
When I finally got to the top of the mountain I saw a big, beautiful pink tree with its leaves hanging at its side. It had a smell like no other, it was hard to explain. You would see many animals surrounding it, which was strange, by it was a small lake feeding water to the tree, and no one else, the animals were no where near the tree as if they knew it was only for her. As I got closer the animals began to leave the tree little by little, but then never left the trees sight. When I touched the tree, I had the most beautiful feeling in the world. Love.
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