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Walking into the gates of her past, she pauses for a moment, taking a breath. Old memories they once shared flood into her head. She has not seen him for ten long years, yet it feels like just yesterday that they were holding each other. Holding her breath, she continues.

I am proud of this picture. I feel that it fits with my story well. I burned the grass to create a movement in the path to create the feeling of hope beyond the gates. I also like the red and greens in the picture and how they stand out. I feel like this was creative and not just some normal, average gate.