The Dancing Maple.

Way off in the country side, there lived a young lady named Christian. She lived up on a hill were not many trees are present, there is only one that's near. A large, bright orange maple tree lives and stands tall. Which is the only tree within' at least a mile. Christian loves the tree. She always reads under it, draws, sings and really anything else! Most importantly, her beautiful blue violin she plays. She has a great passion for playing it. She was 6 was when she got her first violin. Christian plays it outside because she thinks it sounds peaceful with the wind. Along with that, she gets the tree to dance along with her. Once the bow hairs stroke against the metal strings the tree starts to sway. Gently back and forth the tree goes, along with the brisk breezes. One Saturday afternoon Christian was outside with her violin, she then suddenly felt a drop of water land on her head, then another. "Oh, it must be starting to rain." Thought Christian, so she started to head inside