I sat by the pond.
The water is crystal clear.
I can see the fish in the water.
I really had a bad day.
I can’t believe my mother would marry that.
The forest wind blows hard against the trees.
I sit there and pull my jacket hard against me.
The wind picks up again.
It’s like the god is angry at us.
It’s fall here.
Leaves all bunched up next to me.
This is my favorite spot.
I take off my shoes and stick my feet into the cold water.
I swish them around.
I hear the wind screaming.
The wind takes another blow and chilled the ground.
I hear my mom yelling for me to come inside.
I don’t want to go inside but I guess I will.
I stand up and take one last glance at my forest.
It’s the best in the world for me anyway.