While I am having a hard time , trying to solve this confusing puzzle , Jack comes up to offer help . It appears that he is very good at map-reading . With his help , we could identify that the location would be the top of the peak .
Looking at the peak , it seems like a deadly monster to me . “ How could I possibly do this ” This question keeps on floating in my mind and brings me back to what happened a couple of years ago . My dad used to be a sports lover , and especially fond of hiking . When I was young , he loved explore the different places of Hong Kong with me , we would go on mysterious journeys and tackle unknown challenges with no fear . On my sixth birthday , my whole family went hiking together at the Peak , and planned to have a small picnic as a celebration . While walking up to the Peak , I was so excited that day as I felt as if I am fueled with energy and I kept running around . Unfortunately , I accidently slipped and was left hanging on the edge of the trail . My father ran to me at the first instinct and tried to pull me up . However , I was tied to a tree branch that I could not move . When my father tried to detach me from the branch , he was tripped over by the rock in front of him and fell off the cliff . I saw each and every single second of how this happened and when I look down I am petrified . Although at last luckily I was saved , I suffer in such guilt and misery that it changed the person whom I used to be . Since then , I have been so scared of heights and I could not even go near mountains . And now , the fate of my friends and Hong Kong are in my hands .
It is raining and my surrounding is filled with darkness . I close my eyes , take a deep breath , and I set off running higher and steeper , every step taking breath from my lungs . My limbs aches as my lungs wants to explode as the pain of running so hard has overwhelmed me . “ Keep going , you are almost there ” is the only thought in my mind at that time . I grit my teeth with determination as I dug my feet deeper into the moving slope , knowing that my knees were bleeding , I focus on my climb as it becomes more and more challenging to conquer . Looking at my watch , I understand that I am racing against the clock and I do not have much time left so I speed up . I go against face to face with my biggest fear and I successfully reached the top . I see a ticking bomb that is counting down . I grab the three magic items gained in the three previous challenges and said “ Journey to the West succeeded ”. All of a sudden , the bomb just disappears and my atmosphere has gone back to complete silent . Looking down at Hong Kong from the Peak , the astonishing night view of Hong Kong evokes a great sense of accomplishment and I feel relieved . “ You made it , I cannot believe this .” said Jack .
We hugged each other so tightly that I could hardly breath . But , looking at my friends , I finally understand why we are all chosen - Jack being the timid Monkey King , Henry being the talking pig , Noah being the radical friar and me being the young monk going on a small scale journey to the west , with everyone having their strength and weaknesses , proving that teamwork makes the dream work . My own Journey to the West - not as dangerous but has a deep meaning to me .