A Chipmunck in a Forest Fire

I guess you could call me a nature freak because I have comfortably made myself a home in a luscious breathtakingly beautiful green leafy forest. I nestled myself into a perfectly misshapen nook in a tree that towered over all the flowers, plants, and animals. Day after day the beams from the sun shone down on my face bringing me warmth. Before I knew it all of the sudden the days brought rain. I though maybe it’s just a bad week, and then I thought maybe it’s just a bad month, and then I thought no, it’s just a bad year. But, the sun has to come back at some point right? Because this needs some light to keep on growing. I woke up at dawn on that day that the rain had stopped and I saw light in the distance. I could feel my heart stop. I thought the sun was back. But it was not the sun. It was a forest fire. I watched if for days and months growing in the distance. This amazing beautiful place was burning to the ground. So, I packed my suitcase and moved out of my little nook in the tree, because I knew if I stayed in that tree that I would be burned to the ground. I could feel the ache in my soul. Yet, I still took the first trail out of the forest. It would have broken me more to mess with the wrath of this fire spiraling out of control. And this why you don’t fall in deep with boys who have forest green eyes.

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