As I look at the Temple of Athena I see the last 5 ancient, tall pillars left surrounded by ancient pillar pieces on the ground.
We sit on the marble steps and I see my friend’s and my teacher’s cameras flashing.
While I am walking I see brown and yellow leaves falling to the ground.
By the time we reach the Temple of Athena I see a gigantic crowd.
Just as I get there I see camera flashes flashing everywhere.
As I walk across the old stones they fall apart.
When İ take a photo İ touch my camera
At the time I passed some strangers and they are whispering ancient words.
I hear the wind blowing and the camera’s clicking noise getting louder and louder.
The trees shake harder and harder.
When İ touch the old pillars it feels bumpy and hard.
I take something out of my day pack, it feels heavy.
During writing, I touch my soft papers.
At that time I turn my back, I see the gigantic mountains behind me.