Where Am I?

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I looked at this tree from my childhood.

I yelled out and nothing came out.

????

I walked slowly towards the tree. Not meaning too of course. Like a slow motion.

I started crying unknowingly. 

Why? Why?

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Sorry this was so short its just I am at a writing block on this story and I just got to get back into it!

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