When I arrived at the intersection one day after school, I decided to take a closer look at the boy's path. I took a few steps towards the path and saw a man walking around with his child, the big tree in the middle of the road and funny enough, far in the distance, I saw a supermarket.

But most of all I noticed the light of the sun bouncing off the river causing the water to sparkle and making this path seem bright and happy.

I wanted to go down this path so bad, but I couldn't. I was too scared of running into the boy, because he would know I never took this path. I knew this was not the only reason I couldn't, but that this other feeling was way too complicated to understand, let alone explain.