I grabbed the box off the truck. “This is the last one, George,” I said as I placed it neatly into the storage unit.

George looked at me, a solemn expression on his face. “You sure you want to do this, kiddo?” He questioned me.

George was my father’s best friend and has been so good to me ever since my parents passing. I don’t know what I would have done without him. He has been the support system I didn’t realize I needed to get through this. I stood there, staring into the unit, glancing around at my whole life, which was now neatly packed into boxes.

I inhaled deeply. “Yes, I am sure. I need to do this for myself and my parents.” I had thought about this for some time now, struggling with the decision. But, in the end, I decided it was the best thing for me to do.

George placed a hand onto my shoulder and lightly squeezed. “I understand.” He smiled reassuringly. Even though he was against me doing this, I knew he would never stop me.

I glanced once more, then quickly slammed the door shut before I did change my mind and backed out.

After what felt like an eternity of driving and every song that I had downloaded onto my phone, I finally arrived at Killarney Provincial Park, my first destination. This beautiful park was the most crucial destination and was the first on my list for that very reason. I stepped out of the car, stretching my muscles and limbs. I began to feel overwhelmed that I was here and here without them. It felt a bit surreal. I gazed around at the park; it was so beautiful and lush. The trees stood tall and proud, as far as the eye could see. My goal was to reach Killarney lake, it was a long and treacherous hike through the Crack trail, but I was determined to make it.

I grabbed all of my gear, locked the car and, began my journey. As I walked through the trails, I took my time, admiring the beauty surrounding me and capturing photos of anything that stood out. It was so peaceful and calming here.

I had been on the trail for a few hours now, and the sun was beginning to set, making me realize that the day had slipped away from me and soon, darkness would be upon me. Thankfully, I was prepared and had brought a small tent with me, just in case.

I walked a bit further and noticed a small opening in the trees, almost like a path. I was hesitant to go off the trail, but I wanted to set up somewhere with coverage. So I veered off the course and into the clearing. The area was clouded by thick brush for a few feet but then cleared up a bit, revealing a clearing just off the path and perfect for setting up my tent. I had set down my things and gazed around me at the beautiful view. I honestly was astonished at the scenery here. I began to get everything together, taking my time and setting things up how I wanted it when I heard a loud growl come from behind me. I instantly froze as my heart began to race, and my breathing became ragged. I knew there were large animals out here, and I had just hoped not to run into any of them. Luckily George gave me some bear spray. I did my best to remain calm, trying not to make any noise or sudden movements.

Finally, I bent down and slowly reached into my bag to grab the can of spray. Then, I stood back up and gradually glanced around, staring into the trees around me, looking for any signs of an animal.