Thirteenth Annual Reading Rainbow Contest

Resurrection on the Eiffel Tower

The world appeared blurry, yet calmly comfortable. An elaborate picture formed in my mind. I was standing at the foot of the mighty tower, staring into the darkening sky, searching for the summit lost in the twinkling stars. I grasped the entwined metal surface with my right hand and placed my left foot only inches below it as I pulled myself up and then slowly inched up the iron mountain.

 

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