It was sad as I looked out upon the vast empty lot .All I see are houses there now where once mighty trees stood . My stomach felt sick , All this was in name of progress and while I didn't mind progress at all it  taking of a life that bother me .

It's the taking of a life that bother me once a tree grows it's considered being so when they cut down those trees I cried .Then a thought came to me before I let them do more I will so them trees as alive and they should be left alone .

I was once a scientist so a thought came to me I made a formula so trees could breath and think .In time the world was astounded by that what I did .I wasn't I was always a genius .

Trees could go where they please too make root and think and be like everyone else who has the ability too think .But not all were happy with what I did the birds missed their homes they used for protection even the bears that marked trees for their territory weren't happy .

So in an agreement I changed them back but only so many would be cut there would need to be replanted trees we agreed .And as an old saying goes , we lived happily ever after .

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