The Harsh, Beautiful Earth- a Wattpad Solo Travel Contest Entry

Pain.
Something I know all too well. Boiling softly at your heart, then striking suddenly at the pit of your stomach. Hurt. Something that boils beneath you, slowly manipulating you to become something new. Pain and hurt are two very different things. Pain is torture, hurt is simple. Life is pain- but is pain life?

That is why I travel. To numb the horrible pain from my misfortunes. I travel alone, to echo my hollow hurt beneath me. The only thing I want in return?

Anything to take my pain away. Anything to give me a new memory. I will only go solo. Never with another. Forever in search of the perfect photo. Because like the one time I believed I was happy?

Fate will have other plans.