Username:
AWOL
Name:
Gnat
(pronounced Nat but spelled like the bug)
Gender:
male
The day my element was discovered:
When I was only a pup, my friends and I would play hide and seek in the woods. It was a small area, only holding a few dozen trees, so there weren't many places to hide. The best spots to hide were at the top of the trees, hidden among it's green leaves. However I was a runt and could never reach the branches. Because of this, I was always the first Kia found. One day I got tired of always being it and gave up. When my friends returned to play more hide and seek, they all immediately began climbing up different trees. I decided to give one last shot and ran a tree with low branches. I jumped and i reached, but there was no hope. I was heart broken and began to cry. I curled up under the tree and imagined it's branches scooping me up and carrying me to it's top. To my surprise, one of the branches began to move closer to me. It frightened me at first, but then it picked me up and passed me to the next branch. I remember rubbing my eyes to check if I was dreaming but it was all real. For the first time in a while, I began to smile, then laugh, then I reached the top. The view was breathe taking. The tops of the trees glimmered over the horizon and the clouds made their was across the sky with such elegance. To this day it was the best part of my life. Every day after that, I was always the last one found. 'Gnat," They would say, "how can you climb so high? You're nothing but a runt!" When I told my friends that the trees were magic they never believed me. They just laughed and made fun of me, calling me crazy and stupid. Those words hurt the most. I stopped playing hide and seek with my friends. Instead I would spend time with the trees. My favorite tree was a large elm that stretched into the clouds. Its branches seemed like miles long to me. Early in the morning, I would sneak out of bed and visit my elm. It would take me to the very top and I would watch the sun rise. I would walk to the very end of it's branches and reach for the little ball of fire rise above the horizon. We kept many secrets, the trees and I. No body but me knew they were magic, well, at least believed they were.
One night it began to storm. It rained all night waking me with claps of thunder. I was worried about the trees, especially my elm. I looked out my bed room window and saw the unthinkable. My elm was struck by lightning. It snapped and fell to the ground with a boom. My eyes welled with tears and I ran outside. My mother heard me run out the door and chased after me. "Gnat," She said, "Get inside now, you will get hurt." I didn't listen. I ran and ran until I lost her. Finally I reached my elm, now just a stump. I walked over to the fallen tree and sat on its trunk. i was soaking wet but I didn't care. My friend was gone. After that I just let the tears fall. However, when the first tear hit the ground a little sprout rose from the earth. Then another tear fell, along came another sprout. It took about seven tears for me to realize what was happening. I observed the little sprouts up close. My tears were creating them! Then it hit me, It was not the trees that were magic, I was.
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AWOL
Name:
Gnat
(pronounced Nat but spelled like the bug)
Gender:
male
The day my element was discovered:
When I was only a pup, my friends and I would play hide and seek in the woods. It was a small area, only holding a few dozen trees, so there weren't many places to hide. The best spots to hide were at the top of the trees, hidden among it's green leaves. However I was a runt and could never reach the branches. Because of this, I was always the first Kia found. One day I got tired of always being it and gave up. When my friends returned to play more hide and seek, they all immediately began climbing up different trees. I decided to give one last shot and ran a tree with low branches. I jumped and i reached, but there was no hope. I was heart broken and began to cry. I curled up under the tree and imagined it's branches scooping me up and carrying me to it's top. To my surprise, one of the branches began to move closer to me. It frightened me at first, but then it picked me up and passed me to the next branch. I remember rubbing my eyes to check if I was dreaming but it was all real. For the first time in a while, I began to smile, then laugh, then I reached the top. The view was breathe taking. The tops of the trees glimmered over the horizon and the clouds made their was across the sky with such elegance. To this day it was the best part of my life. Every day after that, I was always the last one found. 'Gnat," They would say, "how can you climb so high? You're nothing but a runt!" When I told my friends that the trees were magic they never believed me. They just laughed and made fun of me, calling me crazy and stupid. Those words hurt the most. I stopped playing hide and seek with my friends. Instead I would spend time with the trees. My favorite tree was a large elm that stretched into the clouds. Its branches seemed like miles long to me. Early in the morning, I would sneak out of bed and visit my elm. It would take me to the very top and I would watch the sun rise. I would walk to the very end of it's branches and reach for the little ball of fire rise above the horizon. We kept many secrets, the trees and I. No body but me knew they were magic, well, at least believed they were.
One night it began to storm. It rained all night waking me with claps of thunder. I was worried about the trees, especially my elm. I looked out my bed room window and saw the unthinkable. My elm was struck by lightning. It snapped and fell to the ground with a boom. My eyes welled with tears and I ran outside. My mother heard me run out the door and chased after me. "Gnat," She said, "Get inside now, you will get hurt." I didn't listen. I ran and ran until I lost her. Finally I reached my elm, now just a stump. I walked over to the fallen tree and sat on its trunk. i was soaking wet but I didn't care. My friend was gone. After that I just let the tears fall. However, when the first tear hit the ground a little sprout rose from the earth. Then another tear fell, along came another sprout. It took about seven tears for me to realize what was happening. I observed the little sprouts up close. My tears were creating them! Then it hit me, It was not the trees that were magic, I was.
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