I have been here for so long as I can remember. I cannot forget all those trees, dense, as far as my eyes can reach. I can remember plants great and small. I noticed some wild things, animals, big and small and even saw them hunting each other. When these bipod creatures saw this place, they took an interest. They cut the trees, the plants, hunted the animals for food and clothing. I cannot do anything from up here. I just stayed. They haven’t done anything to me though. It is sad seeing the place changed. They flattened the forest. The fields of grass. They built this container they called houses where they could live. Sometimes at night when these people walk by past me. I let them show myself. They were scared. They ran as fast as they can. I did not do anything. I am just puffing my cigar. Playing with the thick smoke. Showing my smile. Some time at the noonest of day, little people came here and play. I overheard them saying stories about this place and a huge creature lives here. I think that was me. I was just being playful though. I wanted to meet them. I do show myself to them rarely but mostly if they come by alone. I dont want to scare a whole lot of them. They might do something to me or my place. Every time though I wanted to meet them, they seem so scared, they scream and ran, very fast.
I was tired of them being scared of me. I let the time fly. I was sleeping. Hibernating. They should’ve forgotten about me. When I woke up, its not the place that I’ve been used to. The house seem oddly big. So big. I also noticed this containment surrounding me and my tree. That night, I showed myself to a passerby. Didn’t realize how big she was and this creature slapped me. I felt humiliated. I was down. I thought she will get scared but I am the one who’s scared now. I thought I was bigger than them. Now, I think I am just a palm-sized being. What happened to me… I was just peacefully living in this bonsai balete tree…
