A Memory of a Tree
When I was little there was a tree and that tree I named Leafy. Leafy wasn’t a normal tree, he had a special trunk. The trunk twisted and so it looked really cool. I loved to climb it and sit in it. I would also like to hang upside down off one of its branches. I was most excited about Leafy because it was the only tree that was climbable in my backyard.
One day I got very sad because I lost my favorite toy. I went outside to calm down and I went over to my tree Leafy. He made me calmer and made me feel safe inside. Another time, I was playing tag with my brother and I couldn’t get tagged or my brother would win, so I climbed up the tree and I won the tag game. That tree was my best friend.
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