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TITLE: Through The Moods, Still Stand Tall | Previous Challenge Entry
By Vanessa streets
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" Becoming the great tree that I am now has been no easy task, let me tell you. I remember when I was just a seed, on my way to great sea of soil. I was so confused after I was planted, surrounded by all that dirt, in all of that darkness. Everywhere I looked, all I saw was dirt......so much that I thought that I could of been dirt as well. But something inside of me could not rest, I knew that I was there for a different purpose. A few days later, my confirmation came. I was beginning to change. I felt a little moist, some kind of liquid started to affect me. I didn't know what it was exactly, all I knew was that it was helping me to grow, to change, to evolve."
"Next thing I know, I felt something warm on top of my head, and when I opened my eyes, I was no longer surrounded by dirt. It was no longer dark, and everything around me was moving and had life. There were birds and grass, and the whole atmosphere was different then what I had just come out of. I knew that I was more than just a seed. I knew that being in the dirt was a temporary situation, but I had no idea of what to do now that I had become a stump. I saw a few other stumps, and we all just imitated one another and observed everything around us. One thing in particular caught our eyes though. All of us were amazed at the huge, beautiful, great and tall trees that were towering over everything. They were way above our level, they seemed to be unreachable. On that day, I became motivated and determined to become one of them. I wanted to be a great, tall, beautiful tree too. They were up there where the sky is, and that's where I knew that I belonged."
"Then the enemy began to lie to me and tell me that I didn't deserve to become a great tree. He almost convinced me that being a stump was it, I wasn't good enough to be like them. I remember how he repeatedly told me that it would take forever to reach that kind of greatness, and how I should be the best stump that I could be. I was depressed for awhile, but something inside of me kept on pushing me to grow, to change, to evolve. Eventually, I started to see that I had exactly what it took to become a great tree, and if that was my destiny, then nothing or noone could prevent that from happening. You know, I was right."
" The storms would come, and I would get discouraged for a minute, thinking that they would never end. The wind would blow so hard, sometimes it seem like it blew on me harder than the other trees. That would really make me want to give up and just lay down. I was tired of standing, but I would look at how the great trees would just keep there head to the sky and stand through whatever came. They never gave up, they never laid down, they just stood still and tall. So, I told myself that in order to be like them, I had to do what they did."
"The worst thing about being at tree is this one mood that I get in during the fall season. I love to bring forth leaves, they are so beautiful and green at first, but after they become brown, I get really irritated. I just can't stand the though of anything dead being attached to me, so I release them and wait for some fresh ones to produce. I found out that most trees hate brown leaves too, so I'm not the only one. I guess it's just apart of being what I am. Now look at me. I am a great, tall, beautiful tree, towering over everything around me, and I'm proud of myself. There were alot of struggles getting to this point, but my Creator made me to be a great tree, and that's what I am. I don't always feel like I deserve to be, because I think about all of the stumps who were chopped down right in their prime. So many other trees didn't make it, but I thought that they would end up being great too. Through all of this growing, I learned not to judge other trees for not becoming the tree that I've become. I just happened to be chosen for this position by my Maker, and they are who their Maker made them to be. Everyone can't become a great tree, and when I think back on all of the struggles and challenges that I had to go through, it let's me know that the reason I made it to this point is my Maker gave me the power to stand. So, I guess it's true. Many are called but few are chosen. I chose to stand through it all, so my advice to you is this: through the moods, still stand tall."
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Just proofreading each paragraph thoroughly will clean this up.
This could be a great commentary on growth in so many different ways. Keep writing!