Visiting The Abandoned Steps
Me and my good friend Brompton have passed these mysterious abandoned steps hundreds of times. Each time we’ve went by, I could hear them calling out to me. Please come see me! One day, the voice was actually loud enough to make me stop. Or was that just my curiosity getting the best of me?
These steps look old and worn, but surprisingly have held up well over the years. As I climbed them, I felt goosebumps rising on the back of my neck. The anticipation was getting the best of me as to what I’d find, when I got to the top. And when I did, it was more exciting than I could’ve ever imagined.
Exploring The Abandoned Steps
What I saw was the outline of what was once some kind of massive structure. The trees surrounded the area in a square pattern, leaving an empty space. It’s as if the trees still respected what once occupied this large empty area. And they didn’t dare overstep their boundaries.
As I stood there, I couldn’t help but let my imagination run wild. For some reason I couldn’t stop thinking, of some proud factory standing there during the late eighteen hundreds. Or an early type of power plant. Maybe there use to be some kind of house there, before the bridge and expressway was built. It could have been the hideout for a bunch of outlaws before Rochester, New York became a real city. Or it could have been a secret vacation home for a millionaire.
Whatever was here had some kind of significance, because there is a concrete slab that might have once held a mighty flag. I can just picture the pole extended way above the trees, that most likely were much smaller back then. As I pushed my Brompton around the grassy area, I looked towards the mighty Genesee river. The scenery looked much different from so high up. Memories of when I use to hang out by the river with my best friend popped into my head. We must have explored every single inch of the river.
The Steps Are Close To Genesee River
We use to follow the wooded paths down to the water. Climb all the cliffs. And run rampant through the forest, despite how badly the water always smelled. The river always looked deeper than it really was due to all the dirt. You could never see the bottom. Then again, we’d see people crazy enough to swim in the shallow sections once in a while.
As I turned back to the noisy expressway I snapped out of my trance. The peaceful feelings that I was experiencing reminded me of what it was like to explore. All the empty space. The fresh air. Bits of sunshine sneaking through the leaves. And of course, the joy of discovering the unknown.
The Steps Signify Exploring
As I climbed back down the abandoned steps, I couldn’t believe that I haven’t discovered them sooner. Then again, I’ve done what most people do in their Hometown. Assume that Cities are just lots of concrete and roads.