Falling from A Tree
I see a tree, just standing on it own in the breezy field , It looks so peaceful and calm.I erg myself towards it and grip the bark.Little bits of moss stick to my hands as I pull myself off the Wet cold grass .My knees scrape against the bark as I struggle to get up.I dig my foot into the crease of the tree and crash into cobwebs.I crawl like a spider up the brunches.
I find myself on a stable Branch looking out at everything I see before me, a gush of wind hits my face and the breeze flows within my hair. I was enchanted by the view and try to climb higher, but as I go higher the branch becomes thinner. I walk up the thin branch in a straight line only to find myself going down as I hear a scary screeching snap.
My heart jumps as I go down with the branch.
Not thinking of anything as I hit the ground I land on the hard stick with a sudden thump and crunch. My back aches with pain as I’m rolling in the cold wet grass with bits of moss and twigs tangles in my hair.I pull myself from the ground and onto my feet, the sudden pain is suddenly gone. I stare back up at the tree and I feel like it's staring right back at me. Something about that tree just makes me want to climb it again...
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