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Sanctuary Essay
The Mountain of sunshine A sanctuary is a place where people can go to relax and get all of there problems off of there mind. Many people have different ideas of where and what a sacntuary is. Some people have a picture that they visualize in their head, like a certain scenery or a favorite memory. Then there are the people who have a place they like to go to escape from their problems, a park or perhaps a garden. Then there are people who are like me who have both so that when one of the options isn't possible they can revert to the other possibility. There was three feet of fresh powder, a clear sky and the sun was shinning. The smell of fresh pine trees drifted through the air. I sat in awe, mezmorized by what seemed to be a blanket of glittering diamonds spread across a mountain. With the feeling of peace settling my mind, another emotion came to me, determination. Determination to adventure to other parts of my sanctuary. I got re-seated and got ready to take off into my journey. With the throttle turned back I began to float in the powder, the skiis pushing the snow out of my way. And with the movement of my sled and the scenery passing me by my mind is wipped clean. With every passing tree my stress is releaved a little more, my problems start to dissolve. I choose snowmobiling and being in the snow as my sanctuary because in that place I am free. I am free of stress and the burden of everyday life. My sanctuary isnt necessarily one place but a multitude of mountains. When I head to the mountain I crank up the tunes on my phone and get jacked. I'm not like most people who sought out solitude and silence, I enjoy going to a still place and making lots of noise and doing a lot of excercise. There is something about the sound of an engine that just calms my nerves and takes me to a relaxed place in my head. When I was fifteen years old, my mom and I got in a fight, I was so flustered that I had to go outside to get away from the chaos. I jumped on my

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