I Was Violated

The sun came up as brightly as it always has been over all of the plain that I could see. There is the certain chill in the morning air that I could feel all over my Earthly body. These walking creatures called people are starting to be active too. I can see the lights turned up from the windows of their box they call house.

I swayed my branches along with the rhythm of the wind and danced along with the calm breeze of the summer's morn. I can see the little humans are up too as I could peek through their window and I saw them running up the stairs where the bigger humans are residing.

I watched over them gleefully as they were nourishing themselves from carton boxes of some kind. And the way they do it, really takes time. I am thankful for my roots and my leaves that I do not have to go through all that trouble to keep myself nourished. I just sway a bit and the sun will provide, I get all the nutrients I need from the soil right here where I am standing.

Rarely that I see other humans go to this place that where I am since the road where other humans walk upon has now been covered by this huge box that these few humans are inhabiting. I used to see lots of people come and go down the streets but my view now is obstructed by this house.

There are quite a number of people that I always see and I try to wave at them as they pass by but only a few seemed to care and pay attention to my greenery. I observed that most of those who pay attention to me were the little ones and those people that are slow moving with their steps, most of them have grey colored leaves on top of them. Grey hairs I believe is what they call them.

It's pretty unusual for this many people to gather around me in this time of day. There are some people that are intently looking at every place of my body and was doing something with a paper and some small piece of wood. Oddly enough, I feel some sort of connection to both of them. I was a bit curious on what's going on but I just stood there, swaying as the breeze blow again and again.

It seems like one of them is sizing me up on how wide I am. How dare this human, I am not that thick, excuse me! And then they are putting some kind of markings around my top. They also seemed to be looking how tall I was, oh yeah, dream on puny humans, try as you may you will never be as high as I am, I mean tall. I know they can get high some other ways.

And speaking of that, I love how tall I was, I could play with the birds that fly as high and as mighty as they could be. I can see heights far beyond humans could see. But one thing that really kinda blows when you're as tall as I am is humans have a thing against things taller than they are and they used to throw rocks at me, I don't even know why.

After a few minutes other humans came with some more materials. There are planks, there are things that looks so sharp and things that looks heavy. And then there was this vehicle that came beside me. Some people climbed atop the vehicle and the platform on top of it became higher and it came side by side with me. They have tools and some materials in their hands and then I was hacked.

A shocking and a sharp jolt of pain came within my trunk as the man struck something on my surface. He struck once again and I can feel the pain even more. There was something stuck on me and it goes in deeper and deeper the more the man strikes.

For several hours, I was submitted to grueling and unimaginable pain. I was tired, I was hurting and I was dying. I could not scream my pain out, and I could not do anything but watch while the men did everything they wanted in me, on me, and on top of me. I was violated, humiliated and I was disgusted with myself.

In the end, there is some kind of a structure on top of me, it looks like a small version of the house.

And when the moon came out to replace the sun in the sky, I was flabbergasted on what happened to it. It lit up, bright as their own box. I have colorful lights on me, the little humans climbed up me and went inside the small house that was residing on top of me. The pain bit by bit subsided and I was delighted how the little ones played together within the house built on me.

Como estas?

I was just wondering when you will come by, and I am so glad that you are here! I have been waiting for so long! Anyhow, don't you just wonder how would some things view us if they could just see and think like we do? Just like the tree in this story, just imagine how your bathroom sees you, it might really be pretty disgusted right? Or what would your bed think of you? Will it love you back as much as you love it? Come one, practice your mind, think about something, and type something down below. :)

I really would like to appreciate your time spend here and let me offer you a toast, to our friendship!

Cheers!!!

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