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Challenge of the Month XI: December
The Unknown. Perhaps it's our purpose, or an obscure branch of theoretical physics. Maybe it's the existence of a supreme being, or the origin of life. Or maybe it's something more personal. Write about something unknown. Fiction or non-fiction, poetry or Prose. $100 purse to our favorite entry. Outstanding entries will be shared with our publishing partners.
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Abigail_Adams
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Into the Unkown

I recently saw Frozen 2 in theatres, the sequal to a Disney movie of my childhood. The main song of which is titled "Into the Unkown" and sung by Elsa. She sings about how she knows there's more for her, and to her, and something is calling her, there's more to her that needs to be uncovered, more growth to be found than just the first layer from Frozen 1. A spirit, her own spirit just waiting to be found.

After crying steadily through most of the movie, I was asked why. What had I, a moody teenager found so touching about an animated princess film.

I was crying because as Elsa and Anna both grew from the princesses we all dressed up as in elementary school, to adults who had to learn to deal with change, and finding their purpose in life, the scariest of unkowns that never truly has an answer, my own childhood was being let go. (No pun intended) It's been almost 7 years since I saw the first Frozen movie and I was thrown out of the safety of youth before I was ready.

I dealt with great tragedy at just 14 years old. I sat down in my room over the summer, and wept for all I had lost. For the innocence and naevity, (just like my lookalike Anna) I could never get back because the unkown, the next step, takes you, ready or not. I grieved, and then I cleaned. I cleaned every inch of my bedroom, removing clutter and books I no longer needed, poured over yearbooks for the last shreds of being a kid, throwing away the guards I had around my heart, that told me change was terrifying, and I started fresh.

I told myself that with what I had lived through, everything is unknown. You just have to keep going.

And write.

Write what you know.

Wrap yourself in a blanket of the solid truths.

That they love me. I love them, my success is on my own shoulders, and I just have to keep stepping forward and know;

I am not lost in the unkown.

Im searching for it.

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