Happy Birthday, Jay: October 2014
It's spooky here.
Has Halloween arrived? That means, two more months until Jason's birthday! Or was it three?
The girl has visited me thrice now. She was wearing a costume she called, 'The Snow Queen.' Or was it 'Snow Red?'
It was a long, yellow skirt, topped by dark blue with lined red, especially on its sleeves. A scarlet barrette bow matched this, and she also held a fake bird on her shoulder.
She waited for birds to pass by, as more and more came, and played and laughed with them, such gentle laughter coming from a child, even with the darkness of my cave.
When she got tired, she rested under my branches. When she felt a sudden spark of energy, she'd attempt to climb my branches, but whenever she did, I would shake them no, leaves swaying and swishing with them.
But then, she was falling from a long, and I tried to reach out.
But I was a tree.
Yet I still tried.
And tried and tried and tried, but ---
I probably would've stumbled over if I weren't a tree, A thick branch had reached out and caught the little girl.
Her head lolled back, unconscious. Hopefully she suffered nothing bad --- Oh no.
A special ability of being a tree: by paying the price of standing still, you can hear and sense the life of creatures on Earth.
This little girl no longer had life in her.
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Happy Birthday, Jay
Short StoryThe story of a tree's encounters with a mountain, a little girl, a butterfly, and her brother. Thanks for @AquaPICKLEZ for designing the amazing and incredible (yet amazingly and incredibly just simple) cover!
