Genevieve Darling

Amid’s China’s bustle, the Confucius Forest’s peace

I want to sit down.

That one thought pulsed through my mind that morning. My entire body sagged with fatigue, and my left heel throbbed with every other step - a blood blister, compliments of last night's performance.

All I wanted in the world was to curl up and take a nap, not that the cobblestone street we were plodding down would offer much comfort.

When I heard that our group would be going to the Confucius Forest, I was excited to spend some time in the tranquility of the woods. Then I learned that the Confucian Forest was a cemetery.

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