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Stepping stones


I step and step "Onward to the clouds" I say proudly. With my feet stepping over each step of this path. I step and step Nothing is pulling me back, and the clouds are getting close. "Oh I wonder what will happen once im at the top?" At this point I start growing tall and big. Each step becomes louder. I have no idea what's going on, until I saw a man look at me aa I climbed these steps and said. "Doesn't time go by fast doesn't it young man?" I stomp and stomp My feet grow too heavy, and my hands have grown very big. I am nearing rhe clouds, but what will happen once I'm over the clouds? I get scared and want to stop climbing these stairs. Although, I am here for a reason and if I stop now, I may never get the chance again. I stomp and stomp I pant and pant I grunt and grunt I yell and yell I sprint and sprint I stop and stop Right in front of a mirror. I see a 6'3 young man who is growing into a what he desires. A strong man to be exact, both physically and mentally. I smile and smile at myself. "Thank you..." I say to the mirror and started walking into the clouds. Because I am Jeremy Richard Ruiz.
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