I look down this long, wide road, I see three paths. I stop to look. The first, a long path of what the world holds for me. It seems to be full of things that consume my mind, but it quickly fades away. I glance to the second, a thin, unfinished road that suddenly stops. I see nothing there for me. But this third path, it is intriguing. I hear a faint whisper in the distance, saying "fear not my child..." I feel security as I step toward this road that is well paved. The voice begins to get louder, calling to me! Along this path, a small trail leads off... I see a small boy. He calls for his father. I reach out to grab his hand and pull him back to the path, when I hear this strong voice again saying, "well done." I continue to walk this road, then suddenly, I hear a woman crying up ahead. I come to her, she has lost her daughter down a dark path. I reach into the darkness, I feel nothing. I step closer, I start to fall when I feel someone take my hand pulling me back to the path I once traveled. I see the mother still crying. I want to help, but I do not want to get lost again. I hear Him calling again... I call out for His help! I don't hear anything... I wait. I began to call out again, "please help this girl." When the mother says, "I can see her." Beside her walks a man, wiping away her tears along the way. I continue to walk... tears fall. Then I feel someone brush away the tears. I look to my side and I see Him again... I ask "where did you come from?" He said "I was here all along, you just finally chose to see me."