There’s a little hope

After I calmed down, after I figure out I was a tree, I started to look around and see where I was. I saw benches and what looked like an old park, and there weren't really any people their.

I looked at my branches to see if I was dreaming or not. But I wasn't I was really a tree. I guess I really did die, and them I became a tree.

After a couple days I noticed some weird thing. I could control the wind and some aspects of nature. I was at peace with what happened and was alone for awhile.

After about 1-2 months a heard something early in the morning. I couldn't really look around so I just waited till whatever it was got closer. When I finally saw what it was, I was shocked. It looked like me, when I was about 12 years old. At the time my mother just died and she was the only person I loved, she was my best freind and she was just gone. I looked at her and tried to call out to her. But I knew I shouldn't, then I remember something. When I was younger I remember this. I talked to a very nice tree that gave me advice, but I must have forgotten it all when I grew up.

I was going to give her the same speech that tree gave me and I want to try and impact her more, so what happened to me wouldn't happen to her.