The wind woke me up five minutes ago. I asked my mom and dad what was happening, but they sent me back to bed. I don’t blame them, because it was the middle of the night. I’m 13 now, but I still feel as though they treat me like a child, We live in the lower part of the tree, so we don’t get as much sunlight as the leaves on the upper branches. My parents say it’s better to live here than on the upper part of the tree because we learn to take better care of ourselves, and become a better family. The leaves on the upper branches are spoiled and don’t want to have families. Right now, it’s the middle of Autumn, and it gets colder than usual. Much colder.
Right now, some leaves have already fallen, but a girl on another branch that I love hasn’t fallen yet. When my Grandma fell, I cried the entire night after, and cried harder when another leaf fell by my window. The next morning, I saw that the girl I loved had fallen, and that just made me cry more.
2006-11-09
11:04:29
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