VINES

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The color green can be associated with many different things, such as nature and other emotions that the human body lives with and develops over the years. Nature is a force that has proven to kill many. Its strong forces take down mighty trees, and family homes each and every year. Tornadoes, hurricanes, thunder storms, lightning storms, and tsunamis. And every year, it strikes again. It's been easy to deal with. People have been able to repair their homes or start anew when a storm hits.

What does not get attention, are the vines. Slim, green, things that can wrap around homes, that people can use to swing across caves, if the action movie calls for it.

They wrap around and take, their leaves soak up the sun's glorious rays. They will take what they want and need, never considering the other plant life around their brainless selves.

It's been easy to deal with the vines as life goes on. But, they've pierced the bodies of multiple people. And their tales have never been told.

Look at their bloody edges as they slide against the ground, dirtying the ground and floor beneath it. Leaves sticking out to the sun, withering under the bright beams that scorch the earth, setting it ablaze. Burning the grass and flowers under it, taking the lives of many different living organisms. Killing off our oxygen sources. But, what if this was her plan all along?

What if it was her plan to take our lives by taking the oxygen sources away from us? By letting us have different ways to breathe in the much needed oxygen, then pulling it out from under our feet. What is she planning? What is her endgame for us all? For us to become the raisins and not the grapes?

The timing could not have been ever the more perfect for killing us off. To watch the trails of blood come to our range of sight as the crumbling of buildings rain down to our heads. To break and crack as it hits, to give us the pain that it has felt over the testament of time. It's been proven that some things can never be broken, that some things can stand the test of time. Buildings that were affected by nature stood their ground, giving off a strong aura of, what is the word, unbreakable? Unbreakable! That is the correct word!

But, aside from all of the talk, I can still feel it. I can still feel how she put her vines on my shoulders to yank me back. I can still smell the stench of blood. I can still hear the screams of people as they cried out, begging for her mercy. The vines kept gripping at my throat. I kept begging for her to stop, I need to breathe, I want to breathe. I can die yet.

I gasped for air. I tried to breathe...

" Leafling... "

" IT'S TIME TO GROW! "

She's, here, I'm sorry, I really, am...