The one I have now is quite different from the first one given to me the day I was born. My parents had been working on it for months before I began my journey and continued planning the trails for years. Where was my life to go? Who was I to become? What paths would I follow – smooth and flat, steep and rocky, or gently rolling? Would the forks in the trails and crossroads be well marked?
The trails they chose for me were simple, gentle ones – familiar ones to them. I started down the path of an easy, happy childhood. The vistas were beautiful and awe-inspiring. The forests I passed through were filled with places of wonder and magic. When it stormed, the sounds of giants bowling filled the skies with thunder, while lightening flew from the feet of fairies dancing. Every storm brought rainbows, and I was surrounded with love.
The map was clear – the trails clearly marked. The path to adventures and endless possibilities lay open at my feet…
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