All my life I have been sitting in this giant forest, unable to change the view of my scenery. Day after day, month after month, year after year, I stand in the same area, with no contact besides the creatures that live on or inside of me. I have to endure some rough, frigid winters, to scorching summers, which make my outer layer of bark and my leaves, decay. I do not know if I will ever be able to escape this place, and that haunts me every day of my life..
*Later that day*
I was just taking my afternoon nap when I was awoken by extremely loud machines, and those sounds are accompanied by loud crashes, of what seems to be my fellow Tree friends. This cannot be a good thing, my home is getting ruined, what if I am next? Uh oh...they are coming stright for me, chainsaws in hand! The sap is leaking off my body and I am shaking in my roots. I know I do not like where I live, but I do not know of any other place, this is where I have spent my entire life! They are now in the process of cutting me down, and my life flashes before my eyes. I am falling to the ground as a million thoughts run through my mind. What are they doing? Are they going to chop me to bits? Or even worse, use me for FIRE WOOD!!? Oh no, oh no. These group of people are picking me up with their large machines, and there is talk that I am going to turn into paper, I have heard of this before, but this is all so new. When I am on the truck to bring me to the factory, there are hundreds of other trees with me as well, I wonder what will happen next.
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