She was happy that they had come to visit her. She had watched them play under her shade as kids. As teens, they had tried to climb her branches to snatch her fruit. She rarely got to see them as they passed into their adulthood. Little did she know that they had arrived to see her one last time and say their goodbyes before she was cut down. That day, she became yet another tree sacrificed for mankind’s lust towards construction.
So many trees have been felled to make space for concrete jungles. Development is necessary, but should it be at at a severe cost to the green cover, and potentially our own existence?
This tiny tale was written in response to Sadje’s What Do You See Challenge #93. The What Do You See challenge is to use the picture prompt as inspiration to compose an original story, poem, or a caption. Thank you, Sadje for hosting this challenge.
For the visually challenged reader, this image shows a tree trunk. We can see hands placed next to each other along the length of the tree trunk. The hands belong to people of different race, age, and gender.
Image courtesy: Shane Rounce @ Unsplash
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