Just as he drag upward towards him. I stumbled and landed on my face on on on the ground.
Oh, of course I stumble. There are times when I’m confidently skipping along and then I trip over my own poorly-placed steps and fall face first into the thickets. But I think there’s a sort of beauty in falling. Each time I fall, I’m reminded that I’m still human, that I’m still learning, that there will always be more lessons, growth, and discovery up ahead.
" Are you okay??? someone say's who was standing in front of me and I only see's his shoes.
" I think... so... just give me your hand. "
He gave me, his hand and hold it tightly. He placed his other hand on my back and pulled me up.
I slowly raised my gaze up to see who's he? I jerred back but he pulled me even more closer. The sky above is
