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Thursday, December 25, 2008 ~ 5:43 PM
my sweetest mistake.

this is a story about a little tree who has never been given any chances to see the light

in a place there was a tree.

the tree was large, abundant in fruits and was very very beautiful.

thus the tree was always very very appreciated.

little did people know behind the large tree, there was a small, mishapen tree.

that little tree was planted there before the larger tree.

but of course, the latter grew better than the other one.

it didn't receive any light because the larger tree blocked every sunlight so it twisted and turned, painstakingly surviving.

it grew a stump growth because the larger tree took most of the rainfall and everything else.

the little tree hated the larger tree.

he thought, "if only someone, anyone, could cut this tree then i would be given the chance to grow, become nicer and be appreciated."

it was slowly consumed by hatred and anger.

because of the larger tree, he was mocked by the people who saw him; saying he was puny and that he's never going to survive...

because of the larger tree, he looked mishapen, contorted, and thus, unhappy.

which one am i of these trees?

i am the little tree...

brought down by the taunts and criticisms of the people around me.

all of them wishing i was more like my brother and, possibly, wishing i was never born.

they look at me with pitiful eyes...

looking at me as if i was something that was never going to live.

i have not been consumed by hatred yet... at least not one towards my brother.

WHICH ONE ARE YOU?







THAT GIRL
NAME: Jemimah
Age: 19-ish
Email: ask and it shall be given
popped out of my mom on the 12th of August.
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