Saturday, November 23, 2019
Free Essays on Lifes A Journey
Lifeââ¬â¢s Journey  	High atop a bare, jagged hillside, and sealed off with rusted gates of   iron, lies a decaying and ancient estate that makes many of its neighbors   fearful.  The hideous statues of demonic creatures look down on the town   with frightful eyes.  Many townspeople are afraid of this horrifying house,   but all will enter.  	Vie N. Mort, a young, naà ¯ve boy, walks up the mountainside, already leery   by nature, and  with a feeling of foreboding, and a fear of the unknown,   approaches the estate.  His heart pounds with every step he takes, and even   though his entrance causes a chill to shoot down his back, his curiosity   overrides his distrust and fear.  The day is beginning, and the bright   morning sun provides the estateââ¬â¢s only source of light.  As Vie enters, he   sees a countless number of corridors.  He chooses the first corridor to the   left, taking him along what seems to be a mile-long path, lined with books   on dusty bookshelves, ending at an ebony door.  With some thought, he opens   the door, and sees a room as black as the casing he is standing under.    Nothing is present in this room save a ray of light which enters in through   a bleak, cloudy window.  The light shines in the window and illuminates the   room.  The unfurnished room appears to be endless, stretching beyond Vieââ¬â¢s   sight.  His fear of this room  is unexplainable.  His reaction is immediate   as he turns and runs from the room, frantically searching for an exit.  Vie sprints down the hallway without knowledge of the path he is taking, and   soon becomes lost.  In his desperate search for escape, time has elapsed and   it is now afternoon.  Eventually, he stops running and looks around him.    There are before him many paths he can choose.  He jogs, because he is now   too tired to run, down a corridor lined with old family portraits.  At the   end of this corridor, he arrives at another ebony door.  With hesitation he   opens the do...  Free Essays on Life's A Journey  Free Essays on Life's A Journey    Lifeââ¬â¢s Journey  	High atop a bare, jagged hillside, and sealed off with rusted gates of   iron, lies a decaying and ancient estate that makes many of its neighbors   fearful.  The hideous statues of demonic creatures look down on the town   with frightful eyes.  Many townspeople are afraid of this horrifying house,   but all will enter.  	Vie N. Mort, a young, naà ¯ve boy, walks up the mountainside, already leery   by nature, and  with a feeling of foreboding, and a fear of the unknown,   approaches the estate.  His heart pounds with every step he takes, and even   though his entrance causes a chill to shoot down his back, his curiosity   overrides his distrust and fear.  The day is beginning, and the bright   morning sun provides the estateââ¬â¢s only source of light.  As Vie enters, he   sees a countless number of corridors.  He chooses the first corridor to the   left, taking him along what seems to be a mile-long path, lined with books   on dusty bookshelves, ending at an ebony door.  With some thought, he opens   the door, and sees a room as black as the casing he is standing under.    Nothing is present in this room save a ray of light which enters in through   a bleak, cloudy window.  The light shines in the window and illuminates the   room.  The unfurnished room appears to be endless, stretching beyond Vieââ¬â¢s   sight.  His fear of this room  is unexplainable.  His reaction is immediate   as he turns and runs from the room, frantically searching for an exit.  Vie sprints down the hallway without knowledge of the path he is taking, and   soon becomes lost.  In his desperate search for escape, time has elapsed and   it is now afternoon.  Eventually, he stops running and looks around him.    There are before him many paths he can choose.  He jogs, because he is now   too tired to run, down a corridor lined with old family portraits.  At the   end of this corridor, he arrives at another ebony door.  With hesitation he   opens the do...    
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