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The Hills

April 7th, 2021. 

The green hill loomed over me. My mission was to climb the hill. It was not a special hill or anything. There were many hills that dotted my surroundings.  I simply wanted to climb the hill as it was one of my items on my bucket list before I headed off to college. 

In the beginning, climbing the hill was a piece of cake. A few minutes later, I realized that I didn't consider how much energy and time climbing the hill required. Although I ultimately became closer to the peak, it felt like I never really made it to the peak. It reminded me of the rainbow phenomenon in which you will never be close to the rainbow no matter how far you run to the rainbow. 

When I approached the peak of the hill, I stopped and stood to view my surroundings. I saw thousands of tiny houses that dotted the surrounding green hills. I felt like I was in a state of awe because that day was so beautiful. The sky was blue and sun rays shone on me. The town felt so peaceful and quiet. It felt strange to be in a place where no human was near me. If someone asked me to take a picture of the world I come from, I would have taken it from this view. As I stared out to the horizons, I thought of how I now call Danville my home even though I never really had a hometown. This is where I spent my past five years. This was where I grew up as an adolescent. This was the world I came from. A world that is a fusion of American suburbia with nature. A world where there is no visible boundary between the suburbs and the countryside. A world that inspired me to appreciate the surrounding hills and quiet trails instead of wishing for the fast-paced and chaotic city life that I missed when I first came here. 

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