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FFM XVI

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It's only me left. I wish it could have been something cool, like from a sci-fi novel. In the end I would be saved by some kind-hearted scientist who manages to make fast-growing saplings from my seeds and then repopulate the entire grove. But this is not a sci-fi novel, and there will not be a happy ending.

Half of this grove was gone with the sound of heavy machinery and a deafening crack of dry wood. No one put up a fight or showed any resistance to them. Trees don't cry. Not even when someone says something mean to them. Not even when they are lonely. Not even when a bulldozer runs them over.

I hope that when they do come for me, they will make me into something nice. Maybe a home for a nice, little family or a summer cottage on a lake. I wouldn't even mind being a chair or a park bench. Just not paper or firewood, anything but that. You get your first taste of the real world only to have it burned down or crumpled into a basket.

Since the forest floor is empty now, I can see the city's lights over this gross flat-plain that has been left behind. The city's kind of beautiful. I wonder if there were trees there before.

They'll probably come for me in the morning. That is, unless tomorrow is Saturday. (One never knows.) But they will come for me, and until then, I will wait.
The prompt was "The Last Tree in a Forest"
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WaKip's avatar
....wow.
Yet again, short, to the point, but beautifully put. Yet this time...so much sadder. I hope this will never happen in real life..being down to one tree..but it might. It also was from a really interesting perspective. Tis not everyday I read from the thoughts of a tree!