I continue to walk, quickening my pace.
People scream from all around me, shouting unknown words.
Their voices send chills down my spine and cause the hairs on my arms to stand.
My feet are growing tired, my legs are growing weak.
Suddenly, the inevitable occurs.
I knew it would happen,
Yet I was still afraid of it.
Violently, my body hits the floor.
Instantly, the voices stop.
The yelling dissipates, fading into silence.
I had expected the fall to hurt,
But instead, it was as if I had fallen into the tender dirt...
As if it was waiting for me.
I close my eyes for a moment, breathing deeply.
I begin to realize how peaceful the world felt.
Should I stay here forever?
Maybe, if I did, the yelling would stop.
The voices would cease to exist.
I think I'll stay here.
Forever, laying in silence.
However, I begin to realize that my body is sinking.
Then, it hits me.
The world expected me to stumble.
In fact, it wanted me to.
I realize that this world wants everyone to stumble.
However, I won't let anything stop me now.
I pull myself out of the dirt and back onto my feet.
Dusting myself off, I begin to continue onward,
Waiting to stumble again.
The voices slowly return.
Although they are shouting,
I am grateful for them.