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Getting Back To The Highway: A Short Story

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My legs are growing weak and my body feels like a weight. I have been walking for hours now and have not taken any time to stop and rest. The thought of me getting back to the highway, back to civilization, is the only thing that keeps me going on this long journey. Every step I took through that river against that huge current took a huge tole on me. I can’t wait to see the faces that I have left behind on my journey. Just the thought of seeing them again gives me the strength to keep moving and to get out of these woods. I’m so overwhelmed with excitement but at the same time I have a part of me that is nervous. I keep thinking about the same questions over and over. What am I going to say to everyone that I have left behind? What are their reactions going to be like? A few hours later I made it onto the highway and within ten minutes I hitched a long ride with a trucker who was going to Montana. He said he could drop me off in South Dakota at a bus stop and so I hopped in and we went on a long drive together. I didn’t really talk a lot and neither did he. We both seemed to be in our own little world with no distractions. I was to mesmerized by the beauty of the Alaskan wilderness which I had stayed in for months. While on the road I saw a lot of new construction sites for roads and buildings. I had no idea what I had missed out on while I was out there on that abandoned bus without any communication. I wonder what I have missed… there were sites where parts of the Alaskan …show more content…

Simply saying that I was okay and that I had the experience that I had always dreamt about. How I was thankful for meeting them and for everything they did for me and for caring about me. I have made the best memories of my life just by heading out to follow my dream and I have no regrets. I wonder now what my path has in store for me next and where it’s going to take me. Christopher

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