Once apon a time there was tree. The tree was getting old and limped. One day a young boy came over seeing the tree was old and had a story to tell so every day that boy went to the tree and gave it a white rose. One frozen night the tree was getting so old that a man came to cut it down but the little boy came in the nick of time to save it but that man was the young boys father. They fought for hours till the tree fell to the ground. As soon as the father and son heard the thump the young boy ran up to the tree and cryed on the trunk as the father just walked away into the night. All the tree heard was a little boy whisper "I am sorry......I would do anything to get you back and making air for the world" A tear slid down the young boys face and the tree creaked. At that moment the boy knew that it was time to leave the tree be but before be left the tree die, the young boy ran and got a white rose to up on the trunk of the tree with a tear and a smile. "Bye..."
