I am so happy. I am a seedling. My two leaves feel the warmth of the sun. I am in a forest, with many other trees. I call them my friends. I have grown much. I love being a tree. People don’t ‘see’ us. But I have my friends, that makes me happy.
Ohhh… there is a fire! Many of my friends are burned but I am still alive. People come and cut down my burned friends. Now I am all alone. I miss my friends. I feel so very sad, so very sad! It makes me sick. My leaves are turning brown and dry.
The tree doctor comes. He says that I am sick. Then they cut me down. Now I am watching from high above. I miss being a tree. I loved it.
The soul who was this young tree, is now a woman. One day man came and cut down the trees in front of her house. She became emotional and cried. Not knowing why…..
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