Dont Judge Anything Based on the Looks of it.
One day, I was with a bunch of friends. We decided to go through the forest and to the beautiful meadow on the other side. On the way, my friends and I hit a fork in the road. All of us divided into two groups. Both groups looked at each of the paths; one with a yellow brick road, and the other had ghouls and branches screaming at whoever dare enter that hallowed path.
Me, a coward, chose to take the yellow brick road path. My group thought we could skip down the path like Dorothy. But, we weren’t even close to what happened. Once we started down the path, the bricks in the road changed color. They became a dark red color, and the trees seemed like they wanted us dead. We ran faster than a speeding bullet, to get away. Not all of us succeeded in this escape. Two of the three original group members died in what was believed to be a great, safe trail to go down, turned out to but the hallowed path we feared to go down. And although they may seem dead they’re still there waiting to see if others will join them in that dangerous path.
