A Walk To Remember

Good Morning everyone! Anyone else feeling nostaligic this morning? Well here's something I wrote when I was ...

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It seemed like a road with no end. Evergreen, dense trees on either side. I’ve never seen such a road yet somehow it felt familiar, I had no choice but to keep walking, enjoying the cool breeze and the peaceful silence. Slowly, I started to spot a trail in between the bushes, a neat path leading deep into the forests. Curiosity got the better of me and my feet lead me onto this small path. After walking for about 30 minutes, I started seeing something in the distance between the trees, as I approached I could make out the details, it was a beautiful house in the middle of the woods. Someone was sitting on the porch, just looking as me as I approach, as if he was waiting for me.

As I approached closer, I realized it was someone I had never seen before yet he also seemed familiar. He didn’t feel like a stranger. There was an instant connection between us, not necessarily a romantic one but just a special connection, as if we saw each other’s souls through eachother’s eyes. “Where have u been all this time?” he asked, “I don’t know,” I said, “ I was lost.” “You’re home now” He assured me. It really felt like home, but the strangest thing was that I have never been there before. He embraced me, and for once I really felt like I’m home, no worries, no anxiety, just peace of mind and tranquility.

“Come with me,” he said as he took my hand and lead me to the backyard. It was a beautiful garden filled with all kinds of flowers from roses and daisies to tulips and orchids.The aroma was breathtaking and I inhaled as much as my lungs could take, filling all my insides with a sense of happiness. We walked for a while and then he took me inside; it was a cozy house with a nook and a fire place. I wandered around using all my senses to not only see, touch and smell the house but to also feel the house, for it wasn’t just a house for me; it was home.

I reached a closed door and looked at him. He motioned his hand, telling me to enter. I slowly opened the door, and saw the most surprising scene. It was my room ! I was stunned. In the middle of this unknown house I found my room, and that wasn’t the strangest part. It wasn’t only my room but my room when I was a little child. I turned and found him smiling at the door. I looked at him with confusion, waiting for some kind of explanation.

“What is this?” I asked.

“It’s your room” He answered so calmly.

“This was my room, we moved along time ago, but what is it doing here ?” I confusedly asked.

“ Yes, it’s true that your family moved. But the room stayed with you. All the memories created in this room are still with you. The tears, the laughter, the anger and the excitement. Remember all these times? Don’t answer me because I know you remember them, and you remember them clearly. Never forget them, they are a part of you, a part of your past, your present and your future. Every time you think you’re starting to forget them, come back here, come back home and you will remember them. I’ll always be here waiting.”

I was speechless. He was right. Although we moved along time ago but I could still remember the smallest detail in the room. I looked around the room as tears gently trickled down my cheeks; I looked back and he was gone. I called for him, but there was no reply. It was time to go. I turned for the last time, stared at my room as memories of the past rushed back to me. I started heading out the door; I didn’t know where I was going or what I was going to do next, but nevertheless I felt content and safe.

I was back on the path, which I came from, but it wasn’t like before. I was a difference person when I left than when I came in. I continued walking, and the house started to fade away. I took a last look at the house and thought to myself “I’ll be back”. A big smile brighten my face as my journey to the unknown began.