My Tree

I was out with a friend the other day. We walked outside and saw a tree. It was very leafless because it was the middle of fall. Suzy decided to walk up to it and she could almost reach the top. Once she touched the tree’s trunk her hand was very sticky. She  could tell by the texture of the tree that it wasn’t very old. She was getting very annoyed that her hands were sticking together, so we chose to go inside to wash her hands. It wasn’t a good decision to touch the tree.

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2 thoughts on “My Tree

  1. Your writing in this piece is very natural; almost casual. This can be a great strength in helping the reader identify with your stories and not putting them off by overly verbose (wordy) or technical language. Your concluding sentence ties it together nicely.

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