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evans pov
trees.
i love them. i love the way the wind blows through the leaves and makes a soft bristling sound, i love the color that shows when the sun is gazing down on it, I love how there's small trees, big trees, skinny trees, thick trees, in between trees, all kinds of trees, trees with light green leaves, trees with dark green leaves.

i especially love the fall time, when the leaves change from green to dusty reds, warm oranges, and popping yellows; its wonderfully beautiful. and in the fall, you get the warm and happy feeling, you know that feeling. the breeze gets softer and thicker, pushing the color changed leaves to the ground, scattering and making piles upon piles of leaves.

i like to go on walks around that time, especially when lots if leaves have fallen. when i step on the fallen leaves and they make that crunchy sound, ohh its one of the most satisfying sounds to listen to. and when you leap onto piles of them, it makes a bigger and louder crunch sound.

trees that are tall are so intriguing, it just asks you to climb them. you can see the whole world when your up there! the beautiful greens of plants and blues of the water combine together to make a beautiful piece of art that is oh so lovely to observe.

nature, especially trees, is a beautiful thing to observe.

connors pov
i fucking hate life.
(jk lol)

"the trees look so nice today." i said. connor grinned and nodded. "the was they look at this time of day is beautiful."

"what do you like the most about them?" he asked. we kept walking on the side walk and into the nature walk. rows and rows of trees down a gravel side walk. different trees and bushes everywhere you went.

"i think that every piece of nature is different, especially trees. like trees," i went off the side walk to touch one of the thick, old trees. "they have such tall trunks with giant branches and colorful leaves. and nothing else in nature is like them." in the path, there was a small clearing to a pond with a bench next to it. there was a duck waddling with its family near it.

"aww, look at them." i said sweetly. as they were waddling towards the water, one of the baby's got slower than the rest and lost track of them, they were about a foot in front of them. they climbed into the water as the other duckling was waddling quickly into the water, bit finally made it. i smiled as her duckling nuzzled into its mother and swam towards the other side of the pond.

"that was sweet." connor grinned. "ive never been here before. its really nice and peaceful."

i close my eyes and relax as i inhale and exhale. "it really is." i say as i smile.

HELLO AGAIN
its your fave person! jk im the least lol

im starting too think about doing a scedual for updating so i can get the ball rolling on this story. maybe like every other day ill update? is that good for now?

also thanks for the smol increase im v happt 😊👏

its 11 and I have sports tomorrow rip me, g'night 🌙

hana ☀

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