Poor Tree
A Story of Private Revenge
The empty branches made no sound in the breeze. They hadn’t shed leaves in over three decades. Each summer I visit this place where, as teenagers, we experienced passion for the first time under the shade of the leaves. I touch the now diseased trunk and whisper an apology each time I come, before I sit down and let the copper nails he used scratch my back through my shirt. It wasn’t the tree’s fault. It was mine. I was the one who cheated. But you don’t go to prison for exacting revenge on a tree.
About the Creator
Lacey Dearie
Indie author 📚 Blogger 💻 Humanities student 👩🏻🎓 Editor of the 27th best blog in Scotland apparently 🏆 Unapologetic daydreamer 😑 Natural introvert/selective extrovert 💃🏻 Member of the Cat Writers Association 🐈⬛
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Excellent storytelling
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Comments (3)
This was great...sad, but well written!
Nice ❤️💯‼️
Fantastic story!