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| Path To Freedom |
1/12/2000
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I walk quickly across the field.
Moonlight shines ahead of me on a path that I will take to freedom.
I notice shadows on either side of me as I hurry along.
I also notice that I too am like a shadow, dark against the moonlit path.
This shadow of me grows intensely colder.
My old jacket is not helping against this wintry wind.
Dark clouds now begin to cover the moon.
They seem to blanket the moon and cover my shiny path.
I pull out a flashlight from my pocket to shine my path even brighter.
Though now there is no need to shine my path as I am at the end of it.
I have reached a dark, gloomy road.
The Treacherous Highway, as I remember some of my friends calling it.
There is a car parked on the other side.
It is empty, with only the engine running.
The headlights are on, shining my new path to freedom.
I involuntarily take this new path to freedom because I really have no other choice.
So I run blindly across the road, this Treacherous Highway.
I pull the door open and climb into the front seat.
I drive silently off, shining my new path to freedom.
The road is deserted, only the radio is playing.
Tom Cochrane's Life Is A Highway fills this silent night with music.
Snow begins to fall on my new path making the highway more and more treacherous.
I am now driving blindly as the snow is falling more heavily.
The windshield wipers do not do any good to me as they are covered with ice.
So I pull over to the side of the road to wait for my new path to be cleared.
However, this is not as easy as I expected.
I am stuck in this igloo on the side of the Treacherous Highway.
I slowly begin to feel frostbite everywhere.
I grow colder, colder, colder.
The next morning, the sun shines on that path to freedom.
A man who lives by the Treacherous Highway finds me, dead, on the side of the road.
He takes me in and calls the hospital, but there is nothing that can be done for me.
I never did finish that path to freedom.
It was not as easy as I had expected it to be.
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