My Favorite Place (Creative Writing)

I am a dreamer and I dream of the world. One with secrets and lights in the shadows… my shadows, my secrets to keep. A calm peaceful place and yet different, so very different. My own small safe that holds my loves, desires and passions. A dark, clouded world with its own thoughts. Secrets are quiet and honest but most of all… hidden. I can keep one or share it. I choose to share mine, my haven, my life, my secret, to you.

        My secret is filled with forests that’ll listen and talk at the same time and filled with valleys, hills, mountains and shores. The secret is bright like a spring morning and soothing like the sounds of an ocean wave crashing on the rocks. Under the sky’s dark blanket of shadows and it’s vast variety of gems and jewels, I dance to the song of the crickets and fireflies. As dawn peeks up over the horizon and shows its alluring colors, the dwellers of the world open their eyes to a glorious new day.

The grass is gentle, the trees are majestic and grand; the flowers are even more beautiful than the very essence of beauty itself. Birds sing their sweet melodies; animals cover the floor scurrying around looking for fruit, nuts, and berries. The dirt paths lead a winding trial to another wonder.

The enormous snow-capped mountains, that birth the many clear springs, are my support.

At the base of the mountains lies a secluded beach where my foot prints in the sand are taken away by the kisses of the ocean. Where the breeze sweeps up my hair and the sun Provenghi 2 dances on my skin; a place to think about life and its simplicity. Far along the path is a mystical waterfall that is as gorgeous as love. The crystal water glides over the jagged- edged rocks, rushing down into the small...