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A girl who dreams of letting go of all her fears under the shadow of that huge maple tree who had once given her hope of being happy for a single moment. Small red flowers on one hand ,she decided to say goodbye instead of fighting those people who were ready to chop down the tree. What made her so weak ? Or did she ever loved that tree? Is this the same girl ,who used to stay with the tree for the whole day ,when she used to visit her grandma and ignore the presence of every single being? Or did the tree made any mistake? I wish she could have been stronger.
On a bright day ,my grandmother woke me up
"Dumplings wake up and see what I got for you" ,I woke up and rubbed my eyes ,I saw a small plant in a orange pot. "Its a plant" I said lazily. "Its not a ordinary plant , it's a maple tree" she said. A small version of maple tree was kept infront of me and all my thoughts were lingering inside my mind. "Where should I plant it grandma?" I asked. She pointed toward the open land, where Marshmallow ,our dog was playing with the ducks, "You can plant it in the middle of the field" ,I was really happy and went straight outside with her and the pot .
That afternoon we planted our precious plant and guarded it by fences . Marshmallow was really excited at the arrival of this new member. My grandmother also took some pictures of me and marshmallow with my first plant .
