The Lorax.

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Oncelers POV

The trees were so mesmerizing it was like a dream, I climbed it and touched their fluff, it was perfect for my thneed.

I walked over to my carriage and took out my axe. All the animals were wondering what I was doing.

I began to practice swing, then it hit, I began to chop down the truffula tree.

All the animals gasped but I ignored them and began to collect my material for my thneed.

After I collected it all I started to set up my tent, I heard some thunder but ignored that and started to work faster because it might rain soon.

After I was done setting up my tent a weird mustache dude came up to me and said.

"I am the tree speaker, did you chop down that tree?"

As he points to the chopped down tree.

I said no of course.

He just looked at me then began to take out the things to hold the tent into place. "Hey" I said.

I started to fix them as he took them out.

Finally I almost hammered pip' squeek.

He said 'stop' of course but I didn't realize I was doing that.

He gave me a lecture on how I would hurt a animal. Finally I just went to bed.

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