Descriptive Essay : Footsteps Or Trails

1417 Words Oct 22nd, 2016 6 Pages
Footsteps or trails? Neither.

Have you ever walked through a trail for the first time and felt the soft caressing breeze? Have you ever appreciated its surroundings, the soft round pebbles, dust, fallen leaves and branches - some dried and others fresh? Have you ever appreciated the old wrinkled trees bordering it and the ridged ground which marks those who walked down that trail before? Well, I have and still do.

Ten years ago, on my way back home after running some errands, I walked through a trail that was new to me. I was in an adventurous mood and I decided to divert from the main, busy road. I stood at a junction of the familiar road and the unfamiliar trail, ignoring the eyes and frown covered faces of those staring at me. They were probably thinking ‘ 'this quiet, helpless kid is finding a path and could easily get lost". I was curious as to where the trail would lead me, but somehow I knew I would reach home. I took the trail and meandered through it then to other branching trails without the knowledge of what was next except reaching my destination. More than the natural green scenery, I found the ups and downs of the ground, knotted roots, and tree acting like fences intriguing. This was when I noticed my love for trails. It did not matter if the trail had a great scenery or not nor did it matter if I was all alone. The word ‘trail ' originates from old French 'trailler ' which means to tow or to pull. The irony lies in the fact that the sight of a trail I have…

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