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Girls
Are like apples
on trees. The best ones
are at the top of the tree.
The boys don’t want to reach
for the good ones because they
are afraid of falling and getting hurt.
Instead, they just get the rotten apples
from the ground that aren`t as good,
but easy. So the apples at the top think
something is wrong with them, when in
reality, they`re amazing. They just
have to wait for the right boy to
come along, the one who`s
brave enough to
climb all
the way
to the top
of the tree.
~One day, a juicy, red apple was hanging on the top of the tree for a boy brave enough to come and pick her. She looked down, waiting and waiting until she thought the right one came. He climbed up the tree and could just reach her. He spent hours trying to get her down and then, when she thought he finally had gotten her, he got tired. He was too afraid to go any farther. Instead, he picked an apple that hung at the middle of the tree. She wasn't as shiny nor juicy and red, but she was an easier catch. He picked the mediocre apple and went off with her. The apple at the top of the tree stare sadly down at the ground, sighing and waiting for another boy that might be just brave enough to climb up and pick her.~
^.^ I found the tree thing but I made the story, I think it's cute! Sorry I haven't updated in soooooo long! Anyway...IT'S SPRING BREAK! WOOOOOOOOOOOOT! -parties and gets high on chocolate and Remus- lol xD K, well, not much to talk about, except I have STUPID science homework to finish, but at least he narrowed the work down. MWUAHAHA! Briana and I are almost done with the questions anyway ^.^ K, well, LOVE YOU ALL! Toodles n.n
(BTW, I'm making a story that is based on the song : In the Ghetto by Elvis Presley. It's a really sad song, but very touching ^.^)